<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947</id><updated>2011-07-08T09:03:08.455-04:00</updated><category term='Grand Central Station'/><category term='royal wedding'/><category term='design'/><category term='technology'/><category term='feature page'/><category term='Divine Comedy'/><category term='Riverdale Press'/><category term='The Riverdale Press'/><category term='NYC'/><category term='Harvard Sailing Team'/><title type='text'>Ledes of my Life</title><subtitle type='html'>On most days my entries will most likely resemble summary ledes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>48</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-159393953118853038</id><published>2011-06-08T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T15:23:36.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Three's the charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNO4y7dHrHo/Te_DxnHxHuI/AAAAAAAAANM/0oWKlEW0nsU/s1600/RP+special+section+C6-C7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="347" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNO4y7dHrHo/Te_DxnHxHuI/AAAAAAAAANM/0oWKlEW0nsU/s640/RP+special+section+C6-C7.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;(Spread featuring an article I wrote about parents going out)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGEOpzy0lcM/Te_D1YuuOCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/t2uGpX-X72o/s1600/RP+special+section+C8-C9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="349" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGEOpzy0lcM/Te_D1YuuOCI/AAAAAAAAANQ/t2uGpX-X72o/s640/RP+special+section+C8-C9.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;The second spread in the section.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I designed the spreads for the special section in our paper on parenting. I also wrote one of the stories. Check out the &lt;a href="http://riverdalepress.com/stories/Playtime-for-parents,48734?content_source=&amp;amp;category_id=5&amp;amp;search_filter=&amp;amp;event_mode=&amp;amp;event_ts_from=&amp;amp;list_type=&amp;amp;order_by=&amp;amp;order_sort=&amp;amp;content_class=&amp;amp;sub_type=&amp;amp;town_id="&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; for my story on activities for local parents to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGsk2ZvwgCk/Te_D1sg-SwI/AAAAAAAAANU/W75v0wbSOKE/s1600/RP_FO_A017_track.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jGsk2ZvwgCk/Te_D1sg-SwI/AAAAAAAAANU/W75v0wbSOKE/s1600/RP_FO_A017_track.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-159393953118853038?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/159393953118853038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=159393953118853038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/159393953118853038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/159393953118853038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/06/threes-charm.html' title='Three&apos;s the charm'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNO4y7dHrHo/Te_DxnHxHuI/AAAAAAAAANM/0oWKlEW0nsU/s72-c/RP+special+section+C6-C7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6786314635095317301</id><published>2011-06-08T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T10:14:26.171-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You're only one voice in 8 million...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Th3P49f4i6c/Te-DhVQyymI/AAAAAAAAANI/Eg0TlJB0h3Y/s1600/crowd.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Th3P49f4i6c/Te-DhVQyymI/AAAAAAAAANI/Eg0TlJB0h3Y/s640/crowd.jpeg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my internship at The Riverdale Press draws to a close (as well as my class on international media systems), I've been thinking about the impact of communicators. Amidst discussion of globalization, I had a conversation with a new friend, Kristina, who is majoring in public relations and recently visited Glen Beck's show. (While I am not a fan of Glen Beck, I did find Kristina's comments to be very intriguing.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A song popped up on my iPhone while I was riding the subway to work this morning and it expressed the essence (via pop music) of my thoughts after these discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Build me up or cut me down to size ... I'm only one voice in a million but you ain't taking that from me."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only one voice in 8 million in NYC ... but that is still powerful. One voice can change or influence &lt;i&gt;something. &lt;/i&gt;The world needs good communicators. Willing. Honest. Dedicated. Knowledgeable communicators. The world of journalism may be declining into a sink hole in which we cannot be pulled out of, but in a time of globalization and international conflict, priorities and the important news can get lost. Journalists and regular citizens must be willing to communicate and share those priorities. Forget the entertainment and tabloid gossip (This past week's headlines have been dominated by Sarah Palin's silly bus and New York Rep.&amp;nbsp;Wiener's scandal. While people are obsessing over his "sexting," massive political conflict and news is happening in the Middle East.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my plead today for everyone: read a little less junk and a little more substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You may believe events across the ocean are of no importance to you. They do not affect your daily life at home or school or in your cubicle. But you are wrong. You many not care, but this will be a regret one day. There are events and problems in other countries, states and cities that you need to know about for your own life, your children, your job, as an American or as part of your faith. Ignorance was never bliss.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To journalists: Sometimes it can be easy to feel the everyday monotony of reporting and covering news is emotional and physically tiring, draining and difficult. Some assignments may seem trivial or redundant, but I think it is important to remember why you chose this career and what your passion is. Perhaps you need to remind yourself of that, which is important in any career or line of work. &lt;b&gt;Why are you passionate about _______?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some food for thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6786314635095317301?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6786314635095317301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6786314635095317301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6786314635095317301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6786314635095317301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/06/youre-only-one-voice-in-8-million.html' title='You&apos;re only one voice in 8 million...'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Th3P49f4i6c/Te-DhVQyymI/AAAAAAAAANI/Eg0TlJB0h3Y/s72-c/crowd.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-2096116948955154254</id><published>2011-06-01T15:31:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T15:38:27.458-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Faces</title><content type='html'>This week I stayed busy at The Press with an article about local women who (in my opinion) dominated at a Strongman Competition. They lift large amounts of weight via unusual objects (atlas stone, log, etc). Check out the &lt;a href="http://riverdalepress.com/stories/Local-women-dominate-Strongman-competition,48678"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to read about it. I got a byline and it was on 2nd front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week designing the feature page was a little more challenging, but interesting nonetheless. A local photographer is putting together a project of 1,000 local people's faces. So here it is. We initially thought of doing a grid, but with a smaller number of photos available this is what the final product was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoy-Say8rZ4/TeaQeBhwVZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/w0l-DFJgWQw/s1600/RP-A18_FO_06_02_11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoy-Say8rZ4/TeaQeBhwVZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/w0l-DFJgWQw/s1600/RP-A18_FO_06_02_11.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;I had to leave work early on Tuesday in order to visit the UN. (Tuesday is our busiest day of the week, so I felt bad leaving with so much still to be done.) There were so many people from different countries walking around and working. We were briefed by several people in the UN's strategic communications division. It was interesting to hear their perception of social media and what they are doing with it. I was surprised that they had only about 75,000 "likes" on their Facebook page and 356,000 followers on Twitter. (While the Twitter number is more impressive, I was wondering why their numbers were still so low?) Barack Obama has more than 8 million followers on Twitter. Lady Gaga has 10 million followers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IUAXWBmhdSA/TeaS0cDv_LI/AAAAAAAAANA/v8X_KR_mk_A/s1600/united+nations.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="432" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IUAXWBmhdSA/TeaS0cDv_LI/AAAAAAAAANA/v8X_KR_mk_A/s640/united+nations.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yllu2hEMhU/TeaU_1QCdAI/AAAAAAAAANE/5nC29YoZYHE/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-06-01+at+3.36.40+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="375" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4yllu2hEMhU/TeaU_1QCdAI/AAAAAAAAANE/5nC29YoZYHE/s640/Screen+shot+2011-06-01+at+3.36.40+PM.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So my point is: if this assembly is supposed to be helping regular people across the world, how are they reaching them, if even western countries (and developed countries) who use social media to get so much of their information, are not even paying attention to the UN?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-2096116948955154254?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/2096116948955154254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=2096116948955154254&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2096116948955154254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2096116948955154254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/06/new-faces.html' title='New Faces'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yoy-Say8rZ4/TeaQeBhwVZI/AAAAAAAAAM8/w0l-DFJgWQw/s72-c/RP-A18_FO_06_02_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-7139961908282094934</id><published>2011-05-26T15:17:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:47:18.949-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mystery of Mission Statements</title><content type='html'>Mission statements. It's a set of standards(?) made up at the start of a company or&amp;nbsp;endeavor. I have heard some companies require employees to memorize and know the mission statement. Does this affect daily work output or increase the quality of a product or service? Just curious. I haven't done any research on it. Who made the first mission statement? (I tried googling it without success.) It was a little difficult to dig this one up, because The Press began nearly 60 years go. I love that there is a tiny glimpse of hope for small newspapers. Hyper-local coverage is what differentiates them from all other news sources.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a organizational chart outlining The Riverdale Press. It was required for my internship class. This is my attempt to apply creativity to the assignment. New goal: apply creativity to everything! School work, job work, life, callings, chores, whatever you can think of. (And now I'm off to find inspiration!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LD_u7XUVQvw/Td6m_R0h3uI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ip9Ey3HB2aY/s1600/mission+statement.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LD_u7XUVQvw/Td6m_R0h3uI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ip9Ey3HB2aY/s1600/mission+statement.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-7139961908282094934?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/7139961908282094934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=7139961908282094934&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7139961908282094934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7139961908282094934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/mission-statements.html' title='The Mystery of Mission Statements'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LD_u7XUVQvw/Td6m_R0h3uI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ip9Ey3HB2aY/s72-c/mission+statement.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-2126016086784297347</id><published>2011-05-26T13:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:17:42.534-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Living a longer, healthier life</title><content type='html'>I whipped out an article this week for The Press' yearly section: 50+. It's geared towards older adults and the elderly. We got some local doctors and experts to talk us. I love deadlines. I actually really liked writing this once I had content. There's a little opportunity for voice and it's a magazine-ish article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the article on the website. It's on the third cue under top stories. The Riverdale Press has some great stories and content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rfMQfaQPF44/Td6RaBiUVMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vMXb7bSZ_fs/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-05-26+at+1.40.51+PM.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rfMQfaQPF44/Td6RaBiUVMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vMXb7bSZ_fs/s640/Screen+shot+2011-05-26+at+1.40.51+PM.png" width="606" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-2126016086784297347?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/2126016086784297347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=2126016086784297347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2126016086784297347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2126016086784297347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/living-longer-healthier-life.html' title='Living a longer, healthier life'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rfMQfaQPF44/Td6RaBiUVMI/AAAAAAAAAM0/vMXb7bSZ_fs/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-05-26+at+1.40.51+PM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-1641896218080042699</id><published>2011-05-25T23:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:19:58.588-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jazzy Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This week The Riverdale Press' Focus On page (feature page of our weekly newspaper) was on a young jazz musician who performs in jazz hotspots though he hasn't graduated from high school yet. I like this design, but I love my first one on Bronx Week. It was fun to design something musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My concept was to spell "jazz" with music notes. I wanted the design to be more simple, and while it is, &amp;nbsp;it might be a tad cluttered. What do you think? Does it look professional enough? That is my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I hope you enjoy. Check out another post tomorrow with a link to my article in The Press' special 50+ Section this week. (It's all about health for adults 50 years and older.) To read any of my articles from my internship, just visit &lt;a href="http://www.riverdalepress.com/"&gt;www.riverdalepress.com&lt;/a&gt; and search for Jordan Carroll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhZCIF21KHs/Td3GMTZkHoI/AAAAAAAAAMw/F8PpYHaggxk/s1600/Jazz+Feature+5-26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhZCIF21KHs/Td3GMTZkHoI/AAAAAAAAAMw/F8PpYHaggxk/s1600/Jazz+Feature+5-26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Design by Jordan Carroll, article by Adam Wisnieski&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-1641896218080042699?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/1641896218080042699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=1641896218080042699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/1641896218080042699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/1641896218080042699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/jazzy-life.html' title='The Jazzy Life'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KhZCIF21KHs/Td3GMTZkHoI/AAAAAAAAAMw/F8PpYHaggxk/s72-c/Jazz+Feature+5-26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-7567248088840808630</id><published>2011-05-19T09:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:20:32.377-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feature page'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Riverdale Press'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='design'/><title type='text'>Bronx Week: Designing a feature page for real newspaper</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WuWgn3LszXU/TdUcMFvuPtI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3WMwHCt-tLo/s1600/Focus+On+Bronx+Week.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WuWgn3LszXU/TdUcMFvuPtI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3WMwHCt-tLo/s640/Focus+On+Bronx+Week.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;This is a draft of the page that ran. A few tweaks were made after this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, I have many things to update and not enough time. First things first: I designed the feature page for my internship at The Riverdale Press. and it ran. And everyone loved it. So...drumroll....I will be designing the feature page (called Focus On) for the remainder of my internship. (I expect yelps of joy from everyone as you read this.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had my second byline run in this week's paper. Check out the link &lt;a href="http://riverdalepress.com/stories/Board-gives-out-awards-for-service,48601"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Basically several groups in the area received awards for community service. I love writing about Boy Scouts. Probably just remind me of my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nurses rallies. Can't forget about those. I interviewed a bunch of union workers from a local hospital. You can see that article at &lt;a href="http://riverdalepress.com/"&gt;riverdalepress.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided I love writing obituaries and in a greater effort to improve my writing, will attempt to make them more colorful, interesting and creative.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-7567248088840808630?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/7567248088840808630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=7567248088840808630&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7567248088840808630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7567248088840808630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/bronx-week-designing-feature-page-for.html' title='Bronx Week: Designing a feature page for real newspaper'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WuWgn3LszXU/TdUcMFvuPtI/AAAAAAAAAMs/3WMwHCt-tLo/s72-c/Focus+On+Bronx+Week.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-8497698350996809541</id><published>2011-05-10T06:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:36:25.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bylines &amp; Broadway</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8Q4eq4z7u4/TcwAiOPIbkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Y3_Gme_reIs/s1600/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="478" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8Q4eq4z7u4/TcwAiOPIbkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Y3_Gme_reIs/s640/photo+%25282%2529.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Marry Poppins on Broadway.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I got a byline. Well, a shared one at least. This week's paper included a "Focus On" done by yours truly. We highlighted a woman/artist, Lanny Lasky, who recently died and has some of her work currently displayed in a gallery. She was a retired director at the Museum of Modern Art, among many other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Check out my article later this week on &lt;a href="http://riverdalepress.com/"&gt;riverdalepress.com&lt;/a&gt;. You can find it under obituaries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I feel like I haven't posted in eons. Well, I've been working on updating the web, copy editing, writing a few briefs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Last weekend, I saw my first broadway ever. Mary Poppins. I felt like I was 8 years old again. I thought it was brilliant. Definitely a great show for kids and families visiting New York. The effects and sets themselves made it wonderful. The house transformed from the first floor, to the attic where the children slept. There was a park. The roofs and chimney's. And the best part: I paid $32 for my ticket. Went to the box office when it opened and got some of the last, cheap tickets. It was great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This week I will see Wonderland (which is apparently ending its run this weekend? Correct me if I'm wrong.) and possibly Phantom of the Opera. My family is visiting and they have a 9 year old daughter they want to take to a show. The obstacle is finding a show appropriate for children that you dont have to pay $200 per ticket. We've debated Wicked, Phantom, Lion King, Mary Poppins. What would you see?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-8497698350996809541?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/8497698350996809541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=8497698350996809541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/8497698350996809541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/8497698350996809541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/this-week-at-riverdale-press-broadway.html' title='Bylines &amp; Broadway'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8Q4eq4z7u4/TcwAiOPIbkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Y3_Gme_reIs/s72-c/photo+%25282%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-5106238628108462645</id><published>2011-05-06T10:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T10:27:00.824-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Riverdale Press'/><title type='text'>What am I doing?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;That's a wonderful question to ask. (I often wonder.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The past week and a half, I've been working as an intern at The Riverdale Press in Riverdale/Bronx, NY. As I mentioned in earlier posts, it's a weekly community newspaper. Here are some things I contributed to this past week's issue:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.riverdalepress.com/stories/Bin-Ladens-death-leads-to-thoughts-of-lives-lost-,48517?content_source=&amp;amp;category_id=5&amp;amp;search_filter=&amp;amp;event_mode=&amp;amp;event_ts_from=&amp;amp;list_type=&amp;amp;order_by=&amp;amp;order_sort=&amp;amp;content_class=&amp;amp;sub_type=&amp;amp;town_id="&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bin Laden's death leads to thoughts of lives lost&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(My contribution is at the end of the story.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I've also had the chance to write two obituaries.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.riverdalepress.com/stories/Beloved-Horace-Mann-teacher-dies-at-85-,48541?content_source=&amp;amp;category_id=177&amp;amp;search_filter=&amp;amp;event_mode=&amp;amp;event_ts_from=&amp;amp;list_type=&amp;amp;order_by=&amp;amp;order_sort=&amp;amp;content_class=&amp;amp;sub_type=&amp;amp;town_id="&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Beloved Horace Mann teacher dies at 85&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia, times, serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Thomas P. Reilly, who worked at Horace Mann for 44 years, died at St. Joseph’s Medical Center on April 27. He was 85.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Reilly retired from Horace Mann in 1996. He served as chair of the upper division foreign languages department for 32 years and worked as a foreign language teacher there for 44 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“Tom was not only a dedicated, skillful teacher of foreign languages, a fastidious scholar — he spoke 11 languages — but he was also … a compassionate advisor to generations of students,” Bernice Hauser, Horace Mann’s director of intercampus activities, wrote in an e-mail.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Born in Waterbury, Conn. on July 7, 1925, Mr. Reilly attended the University of Connecticut, Middlebury College, University of Grenoble-France, Laval University, University of Mexico, Columbia University, New York University and Naugatuck High School. He served in the army during World War II.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Reilly was an avid traveler who liked to tell stories. During his lifetime, he visited more than 150 countries and every continent. One of Mr. Reilly’s hobbies involved traveling on each of his milestone birthdays. On his 40th birthday, he traveled to Timbuktu, his 50th was celebrated on the shores of the Amazon, his 60th in Russia and his 70th birthday in Turkey. Mr. Reilly also enjoyed diverse foods, lighthouses and bridges, his nephew, Jack Rutigliano, said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Reilly served as president of the Kingsbridge Historical Society for 13 years and was a member of the National Rail Society and Canal Society.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Reilly is survived by his sister, Ann Rutigliano, and her husband, Frank, of Watertown, Conn., his brother, Eugene J. Reilly, of Prospect, Conn. and several nieces and nephews. Mr. Reilly was predeceased by his sister, Mary Mukosey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Reilly’s wake was held at Buckmiller Funeral Home in Prospect, Conn. on May 2. His funeral took place at St. Mary’s Church in Naugatuck, Conn. on May 3. He was buried at St. James Cemetery in Naugatuck.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;In lieu of flowers, the family asks that donations be made to the Make-A-Wish Foundation or Children’s Miracle Network Hospitals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.riverdalepress.com/stories/Scoutmaster-Jack-Tobin-touched-many-lives,48542?content_source=&amp;amp;category_id=177&amp;amp;search_filter=&amp;amp;event_mode=&amp;amp;event_ts_from=&amp;amp;list_type=&amp;amp;order_by=&amp;amp;order_sort=&amp;amp;content_class=&amp;amp;sub_type=&amp;amp;town_id="&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Scoutmaster Jack Tobin touched many lives&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Jack Tobin, a past Riverdale resident and scoutmaster, died at home from cancer on April 19. He was 69.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Tobin was a Boy Scout scoutmaster for Troop 240 during the 1960s, according to friend Arthur J. Pann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;“We have lost a friend, a larger then life individual. Someone who had an impact on so many lives and that impact most of the time we didn’t even realize until much later in our lives,” Mr. Pann wrote in an e-mail. “He was so important to many of you in helping to make each of you what you are today. He helped me in so many ways. Jack was everything to me. He was my dear friend, he was like an older brother and I guess a father figure as well. Whatever it was, I loved him and always will.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Serving more than 10 years as the troop’s scoutmaster, Mr. Tobin impacted many lives, young and old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;“Jack’s presence inspired and helped me carry out the task put in front of me,” Avi Rubinsztejn, one of Tobin’s acquaintances, wrote in an e-mail. “Leadership is not always the spoken word, but the supportive feeling of encouragement.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Born in New York on Sept. 14, 1941, Mr. Tobin attended DeWitt Clinton High School and New York University.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;He moved to Margate, Fla. in 1970. He was heavily involved in local politics and the Florida House of Representatives for 16 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Tobin is survived by his wife and childhood sweetheart of 49 years, Lesley, and children, David Tobin, of Boca Raton, Fla. and Lauren Adam of, Margate, Fla. He is also survived by four grandchildren, Mollie Adam, Shaina Tobin, Ben Tobin and Mitchell Tobin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Mr. Tobin’s funeral was held at Temple Beth-Am in Margate on April 22 and more than 600 people attended, according to Mr. Pann. His burial followed at the Star of David Cemetery in south Fort Lauderdale, Fla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Scout Troop 240 is planning to honor Mr. Tobin in the near feature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“The impact he had on hundreds of boys that grew up in Riverdale is still going on,” Mr. Pann said.&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I also wrote a small brief about a boy in the area who was collecting books for his Eagle Scout project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.riverdalepress.com/stories/Boyle-collects-books-for-needy,48522"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Boyle collects books for needy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia, times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;John Boyle, a local teen and Boy Scout, is involved in nearly every sport his high school has to offer but still manages to find time to help the local community.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: georgia, times, serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;For his Eagle Scout project, John organized a children’s book drive that amassed more than 1,600 books for children, young adults and adults. On May 1, John and his troop met at the Church of the Visitation to sort and pack the books so they could be sent to hospitals, homeless shelters, community centers, correctional facilities and other organizations.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;To collect the books, John distributed flyers asking for donations throughout the community, his apartment building and fellow troop members’ buildings. Although John’s original goal was to gather 400 books, he quickly surpassed that number.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“He realized there was an interest. The people and children couldn’t believe [the books] were free,” John’s mother, Peggy Boyle, said. “He wanted to launch a bigger project for his Eagle Scout project and expanded the drive to other agencies and organizations in the Bronx.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;“He’s a very reserved and humbled kid with a good heart, and he takes his community service serious,” she added.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;More than 10 agencies and organizations, including Fordham Bedford Children’s Center, Refuge House, Montefiore Children’s Hospital, Jewish Board of Family and Children’s Services, Westchester Medical Center Children’s Hospital and Bedford Correctional Facility Children’s Center, will receive books.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bedford Correctional Facility Children’s Center will give the books to incarcerated mothers, who will tape themselves reading and give the tape to their children to bring home on Mother’s Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;At this point, I'm sure you're marveling at my masterpieces. Please take into consideration that this is my first week on the job. As a lowly intern.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-5106238628108462645?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/5106238628108462645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=5106238628108462645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5106238628108462645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5106238628108462645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/what-am-i-doing.html' title='What am I doing?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-1571162573283546445</id><published>2011-05-03T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T08:49:05.160-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Front page of BYU's Daily Universe: Wave of emotion</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLBEankUj6s/Tb_5JsggkbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/I7f24PU6_LA/s1600/binLaden+front_Page_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLBEankUj6s/Tb_5JsggkbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/I7f24PU6_LA/s1600/binLaden+front_Page_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;My article on the celebrations at Ground Zero Sunday night was published in BYU's student paper The Daily Universe today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.universe.byu.edu/node/15765"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to read my full article featured in The Daily Universe today or visit universe.byu.edu or newsnet.byu.edu/pdf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-1571162573283546445?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/1571162573283546445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=1571162573283546445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/1571162573283546445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/1571162573283546445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/front-page-of-byus-daily-universe-wave.html' title='Front page of BYU&apos;s Daily Universe: Wave of emotion'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oLBEankUj6s/Tb_5JsggkbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/I7f24PU6_LA/s72-c/binLaden+front_Page_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-7893521458268682295</id><published>2011-05-02T19:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:31:17.943-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentioned in the SL Trib</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3on_7JZciq0/Tb9AEoTg-KI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r5UkJW4SVnI/s1600/sl+tribune.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="76" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3on_7JZciq0/Tb9AEoTg-KI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r5UkJW4SVnI/s640/sl+tribune.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently a blogger for the Salt Lake Tribune referenced my blog today in regards to my coverage of Osama bin Laden's death and the celebrations happening in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.sltrib.com/sltrib/blogsvulture/51735629-56/carroll-news-view-announcement.html.csp"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. Check it out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-7893521458268682295?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/7893521458268682295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=7893521458268682295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7893521458268682295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7893521458268682295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/mentioned-in-sl-trib.html' title='Mentioned in the SL Trib'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3on_7JZciq0/Tb9AEoTg-KI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/r5UkJW4SVnI/s72-c/sl+tribune.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-864325884167021051</id><published>2011-05-02T16:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T16:39:23.785-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Osama got Jimmered?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qooRoienbLk/Tb8V6Ftd2xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-gEeABuCP9k/s1600/201280_10150184648407370_530182369_6764013_3444808_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qooRoienbLk/Tb8V6Ftd2xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-gEeABuCP9k/s1600/201280_10150184648407370_530182369_6764013_3444808_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;This sits above University Pkwy in Provo, Ut, "Osama Got Jimmered" referring to BYU's star basketball athlete Jimmer Fredette. Photo courtesy of Ryan Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;So apparently this is how Provo, UT is celebrating the news of Osama bin Laden's death.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-864325884167021051?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/864325884167021051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=864325884167021051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/864325884167021051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/864325884167021051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/osama-got-jimmered.html' title='Osama got Jimmered?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qooRoienbLk/Tb8V6Ftd2xI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-gEeABuCP9k/s72-c/201280_10150184648407370_530182369_6764013_3444808_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-2797170408111391968</id><published>2011-05-02T14:38:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T14:39:16.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDEO: Singing at Ground Zero Sunday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-130ac831328dea29" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D130ac831328dea29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331081194%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D461E02037C9C57399D86CA8022DE02B1B116E4DB.801C7EC2D930DD96EA212C9C9F60B33E29C2DF94%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D130ac831328dea29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnMtPIiggSnCjwEIF071sv_tIYqo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v24.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D130ac831328dea29%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331081194%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D461E02037C9C57399D86CA8022DE02B1B116E4DB.801C7EC2D930DD96EA212C9C9F60B33E29C2DF94%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D130ac831328dea29%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DnMtPIiggSnCjwEIF071sv_tIYqo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry for the poor quality. Used my iphone4 in the moving crowd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-2797170408111391968?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/2797170408111391968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=2797170408111391968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2797170408111391968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2797170408111391968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/video-singing-at-ground-zero-sunday.html' title='VIDEO: Singing at Ground Zero Sunday night'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-5712389733526762603</id><published>2011-05-02T12:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T09:09:51.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ground zero the center of NYC celebrations</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PY1KPbbn-J0/Tb7fKFSGxSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7_f-fFbuED8/s1600/ground+zero.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PY1KPbbn-J0/Tb7fKFSGxSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7_f-fFbuED8/s1600/ground+zero.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;People crowded in the streets near ground zero in the early morning hours after President Obama confirmed the death of terrorist Osama bin Laden.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After a long and busy weekend, the news of Osama bin Laden's death swarmed around NYC as we all tuned in to hear the words of President Obama. The press conference did not occur until midnight approached.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;More than nine years later, the United States has brought bin Laden to justice for his&amp;nbsp;heinous crimes against the thousands of Americans who were innocently slaughtered in the attacks of 9/11.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;My trip to ground zero last night was a long and memorable one. Arriving after 12:30 a.m. the streets surrounding the memorial were swelling with people, flags and news agencies. The crowds chanted "U.S.A.," "Osama, hey hey hey, goodbye" and lines from the "Star Spangled Banner."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Men climbed up the traffic light poles and anything that could give them a view of the patriotic scene.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;President Obama spoke of another uniting of the American people and this congregation after his announcement was just that: a uniting of New Yorkers supporting the truths and principles this nation was founded upon: justice and freedom, and remembering their friends and family who had fallen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;While the scene seemed to be unruly at times and barring on disrespectful (chants of "F#$% Osama") it was overall a grand gesture of America's feelings: joy, pride, relief and some fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;American flags are selling out all over the city.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today, the NYPD has upped their security in every part of the city: Grand Central, Times Square, ground zero, the subway system and airports. The thought did cross our minds as we rushed to ground zero last night: will there be rogue retaliation for bin Laden's death? Will we be able to prevent it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Every news agency is covering this frantically. Fox New's big bumble last night was comical. (Their website banner completely misspelled Osama bin Laden's name and every other word in their headline.) The New York Daily News did not let this opportunity pass them by (they never do). Their headline is being called the most flashy/forward in the world. Check out this &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2011/05/02/new-york-daily-news-osama_n_856383.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to see the cover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I was surprised at the small number of interns who decided to go to out and see the news.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I am a journalist. To me, that means going where the news is. Being a part of historical moments and communicating what happened. I have such unique opportunities here and must take advantage of them. Otherwise, why leave Utah and the BYU bubble?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I encourage everyone to reflect and remember 9/11 today and how it has changed us and our country.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(This post is not a criticism nor intended to be a comment on other's weaknesses. It is an observation of the events which is followed by my definition or purpose of my career choice.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-5712389733526762603?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/5712389733526762603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=5712389733526762603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5712389733526762603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5712389733526762603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/05/ground-zero-center-of-nyc-celebrations.html' title='Ground zero the center of NYC celebrations'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PY1KPbbn-J0/Tb7fKFSGxSI/AAAAAAAAAMI/7_f-fFbuED8/s72-c/ground+zero.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-2705540878148348387</id><published>2011-04-29T10:52:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T10:53:46.843-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='technology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='royal wedding'/><title type='text'>The Royal Wedding: Don't you love online streaming?</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cP3z8BKi8RY/TbrQJbE2sII/AAAAAAAAAME/It6disRdWHM/s1600/Screen+shot+2011-04-29+at+10.49.37+AM.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cP3z8BKi8RY/TbrQJbE2sII/AAAAAAAAAME/It6disRdWHM/s640/Screen+shot+2011-04-29+at+10.49.37+AM.png" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;New media allows us to watch news online where ever we are. Ex: The Royal Wedding.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The day has come. (The news will have to find another countdown now.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Prince William married Kate Middleton this morning. I felt I could not not mention the royal wedding. Even in NYC, celebrations have been happening since 5 a.m. this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Many of my friends and fellow interns went off to cover the wedding events for the Brooklyn Paper and the New York Daily News at 4:30 a.m. this morning. I was still in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I HAD to watch the last of the procession when I woke up around 7 a.m. Unfortunately, I missed "the kiss" because I was on the subway. But thanks to online media, you don't need to watch things on the tv anymore. I just used my trusty macbook pro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;This is one technological advancement I love. love. love. Forget the hassle of tv commercials or even owning a tv. In NYC, where space is limited and money too, we can just use our computers and that is amazing. Just take a moment to think about that. Four or five years ago, we were just getting tv show episodes online and then they were barely able to play all the way through their 43 minutes of video without buffering every two minutes (today its just every 10).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;While technology can be frustrating and often force you to wonder whether throwing your computer, etc out your 6th floor window might be easier, today remember what it does for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;It helps me get my job done. It allows me to stay connected with family, friends and readers. It keeps me from getting lost on the subway system. And it helps me find restaurants when I'm on the go. I can watch all my tv shows weeks after they air. And I can watch news live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-2705540878148348387?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/2705540878148348387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=2705540878148348387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2705540878148348387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2705540878148348387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/04/royal-wedding-dont-you-love-online.html' title='The Royal Wedding: Don&apos;t you love online streaming?'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cP3z8BKi8RY/TbrQJbE2sII/AAAAAAAAAME/It6disRdWHM/s72-c/Screen+shot+2011-04-29+at+10.49.37+AM.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6127531088153282932</id><published>2011-04-29T10:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:33:51.338-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking through the Rain: Day 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;(PICTURES of Central Park to be uploaded tonight) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pretty uneventful. I went to work. I typed up a calendar all day. Went for a donut run (Dunkin Donuts, of course) and got caught in the rain. and sat drying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my work a little early, and since the other interns wouldn't be home for several hours, i went and explored on my own. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to feel like a natural and New Yorker. I put on my khaki raincoat and set our for Central Park. I got off at 72 St. and walked a couple blocks over to the park. How can anyone not love spring? (Yes, it rains and it gets muddy, though the city could use a good wash) But the flowers everywhere are so lovely! All colors of tulips fill the flowerbeds around the city. The same goes for Central Park. I almost felt like I was outdoors, out of the city. And then you hear the sirens and it brings you back. It was refreshing. If I lived closer, I would walk or sit in the park every day. I eventually made my way by Trump Tower and Columbia Circle. At this point I got a hankering for some dinner. (I don't really eat lunch here.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EEFZohH478/Tbq_lJwXdGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xHXyBKxa778/s1600/Olympic+Falafel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EEFZohH478/Tbq_lJwXdGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xHXyBKxa778/s640/Olympic+Falafel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Olympic Pita. Courtesy of Serious Eats&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: large;"&gt;I've been craving a real falafel since I left Jerusalem, so that's what I searched for. Luckily, I found a &lt;a href="http://newyork.seriouseats.com/2010/06/the-best-falafel-in-new-york-city-manhattan-queens-brooklyn-taim-azuri-king-of-falafel.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that ranked the top 10 falafel sandwiches in the city! I didn't go to the top restaurant. I wasn't looking for anything fancy. So, I hopped down to 58 West 38th St to &lt;a href="http://olympicpita.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Olympic Pita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one of the most authentic ones I have eaten since returning to the U.S. The falafel itself was a little dry (Which the review said) but they included fries! and the hot sauce gave it a similar spice to my favorite 7 shekel stand in Jerusalem. I also ordered some baklava, which was very tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting my food to go, I headed back to 125 St and ran into Maria on the way home. Tiffany and I are hoping to plan some relaxing yet exciting things to do this weekend. I cannot wait to see what we end up doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some activities I plan on checking off my list before I leave: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Broadways: &lt;a href="http://www.broadway.com/shows/wicked/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.broadway.com/shows/how-succeed-business-without-really-trying/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;How to Succeed In Business Without Really Trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.broadway.com/shows/mary-poppins/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Mary Poppins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.broadway.com/shows/the-phantom-of-the-opera/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Phantom of the Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Museums: Natural History, Guggenheim, Madame Tussaud's, Museum of Art, MoMA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Brooklyn Bridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Ground Zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Concert/play in the Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Watch a movie in a park/barge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apollotheater.org/amateur-night"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Apollo Theater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amateur night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Go to the NYC LDS temple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/stli/index.htm"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Statue of Liberty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Be on a subway when a random group performs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6127531088153282932?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6127531088153282932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6127531088153282932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6127531088153282932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6127531088153282932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/04/walking-through-rain-day-4.html' title='Walking through the Rain: Day 4'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3EEFZohH478/Tbq_lJwXdGI/AAAAAAAAAMA/xHXyBKxa778/s72-c/Olympic+Falafel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-7791586276362399458</id><published>2011-04-27T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T23:54:58.399-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grand Central Station'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harvard Sailing Team'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NYC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Divine Comedy'/><title type='text'>Gotta catch em all...the subway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iv0VZVypmyc/TbjfZjScdNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4-5mugxxyDM/s1600/view+from+my+window.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="476" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iv0VZVypmyc/TbjfZjScdNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4-5mugxxyDM/s640/view+from+my+window.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;REAR WINDOW: The view of the park and river from my room in NYC, &amp;nbsp;500 Riverside Dr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rn6ZdMDntE/TbjfVRzqkNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lVNqfvUKQ_M/s1600/grand+central.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5rn6ZdMDntE/TbjfVRzqkNI/AAAAAAAAAL0/lVNqfvUKQ_M/s400/grand+central.jpg" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Grand Central Station&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmVWbup6WPc/TbjfWyPI13I/AAAAAAAAAL4/d1vSVXHIW5I/s1600/divine+comedy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qmVWbup6WPc/TbjfWyPI13I/AAAAAAAAAL4/d1vSVXHIW5I/s320/divine+comedy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Divine Comedy's Matt Meese and Jason perform their&lt;br /&gt;popular&amp;nbsp;Shoulder Angel skit at the People Improv's&lt;br /&gt;Theatre&amp;nbsp;Tuesday.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DAY 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;All the places Tiffany and I visited:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Bronx via the 1 Train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Riverdale Press&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Target&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I-House&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Union Square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Pizza Joint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Flower stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Grand Central Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Meredith Corp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Times Square (briefly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;People's Improv Theatre (24th St)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;One of my favorite parts of the day was being able to go support BYU's Divine Comedy group at the People's Improv Theatre while they were performing with the Harvard Sailing Team in NYC. While I had already seen all the skits they performed (and know them by heart. Yes, I am their No. 3 fan!), it was such a cool experience for some hilarious, clean comedy. And yes, I still love Matt Meese...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-7791586276362399458?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/7791586276362399458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=7791586276362399458&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7791586276362399458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7791586276362399458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/04/gotta-catch-em-allthe-subway.html' title='Gotta catch em all...the subway'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iv0VZVypmyc/TbjfZjScdNI/AAAAAAAAAL8/4-5mugxxyDM/s72-c/view+from+my+window.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-7305541449704567302</id><published>2011-04-27T17:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:28:22.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales of Working in the Bronx:First Day Jitters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EkCT-y_Igo/TbjdIm09yxI/AAAAAAAAALw/KM1yRF57KjU/s1600/riverdale+press.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="363" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EkCT-y_Igo/TbjdIm09yxI/AAAAAAAAALw/KM1yRF57KjU/s640/riverdale+press.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Riverdale Press is located off Broadway in the west side of the Bronx.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K4-mlXtPW1Q/Tbjc3KyHULI/AAAAAAAAALs/RjcpY4_m6Qs/s1600/first+day+wear.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K4-mlXtPW1Q/Tbjc3KyHULI/AAAAAAAAALs/RjcpY4_m6Qs/s320/first+day+wear.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;DAY 3:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I have successfully made my way through NYC for three days now. I began my internship at the Riverdale Press this morning at a bright and early 11:45 a.m. They are a weekly paper, and it is printed on Wednesdays (hence the late arrivals).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;There is a small in-house staff of 15 people or less. Ther are ... drum roll ... four reporters. It amazes me. They crank out around four stories each week to fill the paper along with columns, briefs, etc. I think that's amazing.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Luckily, they found a desk for me to work in. I am currently working on putting together next week's "What's up," which is essentially a calendar of local events.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The Riverdale Press is a small, community newspaper. Yes, I know it seems odd that I would travel all the way to New York to work at a small paper when I have job opportunities at larger newspapers in Utah. BUT New York news is different. The police beat doesn't cover fake cougar sightings, water balloon attacks or other pranking. ( I love BYU's police beat, truly.) And while working at a huge, upscale national magazine would be awesome (and I would love to do that) this experience is just that: experience in the real world.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I miss designing already. I can't wait to design for The Press.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Designing is my passion now. I hope I can perhaps do some things with my internship before I leave at the end of the term.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight I'm off to enjoy takeout with Maria and Institute at the Lincoln Center Building.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;And I continue to search for a fan...or air source of some sort. I need a hardware store. I'm open to suggestions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;CONTINUED...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cVBj7LiGXM/Tbjc1nfjyMI/AAAAAAAAALo/RzqB9vvgEBw/s1600/shake+shack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1cVBj7LiGXM/Tbjc1nfjyMI/AAAAAAAAALo/RzqB9vvgEBw/s320/shake+shack.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Shake Shack is a popular ice cream &amp;amp; burger joint.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Tonight I attended institute in the Lincoln Center Building which also houses the LDS temple in NYC. It was wonderful to be able to sit and discuss the scriptures after working all day. The teacher was enthusiastic and funny. I was so glad Maria encouraged me to go. I was able to get some other girls from the program to attend as well. Afterwards, we went out for dessert at the Shake Shack off 77th with Jim, a guy we met at institute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;A perfect ending to an odd day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-7305541449704567302?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://riverdalepress.com' title='Tales of Working in the Bronx:First Day Jitters'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/7305541449704567302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=7305541449704567302&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7305541449704567302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7305541449704567302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/04/tales-of-working-in-bronxfirst-day.html' title='Tales of Working in the Bronx:First Day Jitters'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0EkCT-y_Igo/TbjdIm09yxI/AAAAAAAAALw/KM1yRF57KjU/s72-c/riverdale+press.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6364417440746612183</id><published>2011-04-26T00:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:22:57.731-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I am lost: Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XGjvma0feuQ/TbZEe56z00I/AAAAAAAAALg/h17QQU3ew4A/s1600/IMG_0936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XGjvma0feuQ/TbZEe56z00I/AAAAAAAAALg/h17QQU3ew4A/s320/IMG_0936.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Day 1 proved to be more overwhelming than I could possibly have imagined. New York is huge. And the subways are an awful maze. I hope I can learn the system in the next couple weeks. Luckily, a longtime best friend, Maria Alexia, was able to guide me and Tiffany (my travel buddy in the same program) around the city with our enormous suitcases. While I really do need the contents of these suitcases, I do not think I will return with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;both. Perhaps I will just ... ship them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;After arriving into JFK early, we sat on the tarmac for a good 30 minutes while the airport sought a way to get us to the actual terminal without being docked at a gate. Then we had to walk one terminal over to find our luggage. And&amp;nbsp;maneuver the air train to the subway station. Holy moly.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;The I-House (Columbia's International House) off 125th Street is really lovely. I had heard that it could be dirty and not that great. But I have no idea what those people were talking about. Yes, my room is quite warm. (Why do they think they don't need air conditioning?) I'll post pictures later of the I-House and my quaint room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;As soon as we dropped off our bags at our new home, we hurried to the Harlem Church building for FHE. (Maria is a co-chair.) We passed the Apollo on the way to the building. I can't wait to go to an amateur night. Tiffany and I stopped at Sylvia's Soul Food for dinner since we both had only eaten breakfast (and it was 8 p.m.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sylvia's is a popular restaurant in Harlem serving their famous chicken and waffles. It was delicious. Because we stopped for food, we missed most of fhe, but we did get the chance to meet several people in the ward.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Well Toto, we're not in Utah anymore. New York couldn't be more different. I hope I will love it here. And the Bronx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XGjvma0feuQ/TbZEe56z00I/AAAAAAAAALg/h17QQU3ew4A/s1600/IMG_0936.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6364417440746612183?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6364417440746612183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6364417440746612183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6364417440746612183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6364417440746612183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-am-lost-day-1.html' title='I am lost: Day 1'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hJkwcTqQTh4/TbZEVIg1ckI/AAAAAAAAALY/0SOlHt_wflk/s72-c/IMG_0931.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-951930746159035960</id><published>2011-04-25T01:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T06:36:59.909-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 0: I'm leaving in t-minus 9 hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkDkxg_-5Ko/TbULESG842I/AAAAAAAAALQ/rWacYkSVkHQ/s1600/IMG_0829.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkDkxg_-5Ko/TbULESG842I/AAAAAAAAALQ/rWacYkSVkHQ/s320/IMG_0829.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9I_FgyKNGRk/TbULgB26wTI/AAAAAAAAALU/dti5yyT43r0/s1600/IMG_0850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9I_FgyKNGRk/TbULgB26wTI/AAAAAAAAALU/dti5yyT43r0/s320/IMG_0850.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I take off to NYC tomorrow morning at 8:30 a.m. Yes, I love early flights. Because I'm most&amp;nbsp;definitely a morning person. Love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;With the encouragement of a certain mother I made four lists of things to pack in my two suitcases, ranging from my portable fan to bedding to an umbrella.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Today I celebrated Easter with the Dwyer family in South Jordan, Utah. Shout out to my favorite little kids Sarah, Daniel, Ashley and Ryan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-951930746159035960?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/951930746159035960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=951930746159035960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/951930746159035960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/951930746159035960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2011/04/day-0-im-leaving-in-t-minus-9-hours.html' title='Day 0: I&apos;m leaving in t-minus 9 hours'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EkDkxg_-5Ko/TbULESG842I/AAAAAAAAALQ/rWacYkSVkHQ/s72-c/IMG_0829.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6992198797329917960</id><published>2010-03-08T14:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T14:37:17.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Standing for the Family and friends</title><content type='html'>This weekend flew by, as usual. &lt;br /&gt;I attended a conference of sorts on campus, Stand for the Family Symposium put on by BYU's Law School. There were some wonderful talks and lectures. Several of my Jerusalem friends were also in attendance. Elder Porter spoke Friday night. We feel a special connection to him, since he stayed with us at the Jerusalem Center several weeks last fall, in addition to speaking to us at Stake Conference there in Jerusalem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole conference was based on the fact that societies and people are forgetting the importance of families in regards to traditional values. Eating dinner with your children. Current divorce rates. It was a very interesting weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I covered Elder Rasband's talk at the church's CES Fireside. He spoke on friendship. It is so important to be a good and true friend as well as mentor. It definitely made me re-evaluate my friendships and whether or not I am the best friend and mentor to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is my &lt;a href="http://universe.byu.edu/node/6673"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; published in the paper today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6992198797329917960?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6992198797329917960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6992198797329917960&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6992198797329917960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6992198797329917960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2010/03/standing-for-family-and-friends.html' title='Standing for the Family and friends'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-306085967621682244</id><published>2009-12-12T15:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T15:10:07.175-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Poem</title><content type='html'>I understand why Jesus wept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the sins I have kept. &lt;br /&gt;The times when I did go astray.&lt;br /&gt;Insisting that I alone could pay,&lt;br /&gt;A heaping sum of spiritual debt.&lt;br /&gt;I understand why Jesus wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loved you and me up to his death.&lt;br /&gt;He loved through pains of nail and thorn.&lt;br /&gt;He loves us still, even those who scorn.&lt;br /&gt;Tears for us left his cheeks wet--&lt;br /&gt;I understand why Jesus wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If only they would call upon my name."&lt;br /&gt;Christ knew my grief and carried me,&lt;br /&gt;So one day I would live with him in eternity.&lt;br /&gt;I knocked and...to the door he came.&lt;br /&gt;I understand why Jesus wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The happiness he feels as we enter the kingdom he rules&lt;br /&gt;The spirit melts my hard heart,&lt;br /&gt;And  tells me the atonement is where to start.&lt;br /&gt;"And now, behold my joy is full."&lt;br /&gt;I understand why Jesus wept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-306085967621682244?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/306085967621682244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=306085967621682244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/306085967621682244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/306085967621682244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-poem.html' title='Another Poem'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-3917249951027917840</id><published>2009-11-28T12:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T12:30:53.634-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poem of Jerusalem</title><content type='html'>I wrote this poem during a musical fireside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I am living in the land where you once lived. &lt;br /&gt;—I am standing where you stood;&lt;br /&gt;I am wandering the paths you walked,  &lt;br /&gt;Though I cannot hear your voice teaching on the temple mount,&lt;br /&gt;I can hear the testimonies of your pupils.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot feel you in these erected holy places,&lt;br /&gt;But I feel you in sweet hymns that lullaby my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot see you in the icons of lavish churches,&lt;br /&gt;But I see you in the faces that surround me.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot touch your pierced hands and feet now,&lt;br /&gt;But your mercy touches and pierces my soul.&lt;br /&gt;I will not taste the slightest of thy burdens&lt;br /&gt;But you have tasted the bitterness of mine.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot comprehend your tender mercies,&lt;br /&gt;But I know you comprehend the paths I’ll walk.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot forget you, not here, or anywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-3917249951027917840?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/3917249951027917840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=3917249951027917840&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/3917249951027917840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/3917249951027917840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/11/poem-of-jerusalem.html' title='Poem of Jerusalem'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-8995871303476705402</id><published>2009-11-27T05:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T13:17:01.781-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Galilee</title><content type='html'>Hello! I am now back in Jerusalem to stay until I leave in 3 weeks. Which is very sad. Our two week stay in the Galilee area was wonderful. I do not know where to start. It already seems like forever ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFkzhzmdJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ixgug1AXarc/s1600/IMG_3608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFkzhzmdJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ixgug1AXarc/s320/IMG_3608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409215463859582098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFjhpX0f8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/WwauUUcKxyA/s1600/IMG_3515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFjhpX0f8I/AAAAAAAAAH0/WwauUUcKxyA/s320/IMG_3515.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409214057141272514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFfQZudQTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/l76pd1UU0GY/s1600/IMG_3207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFfQZudQTI/AAAAAAAAAHs/l76pd1UU0GY/s320/IMG_3207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409209362836963634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFeQNHZqDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/klTAdaifsRc/s1600/IMG_3069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFeQNHZqDI/AAAAAAAAAHk/klTAdaifsRc/s320/IMG_3069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409208259940296754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFc3z0TK8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/eX-eBAgB6ik/s1600/IMG_2982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFc3z0TK8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/eX-eBAgB6ik/s320/IMG_2982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409206741320805314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFbZClwLQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vcBhjGQQuIw/s1600/IMG_2919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFbZClwLQI/AAAAAAAAAHU/vcBhjGQQuIw/s400/IMG_2919.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409205113198750978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFZ_rrSvDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/neMhkW-_oIE/s1600/IMG_3040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFZ_rrSvDI/AAAAAAAAAHM/neMhkW-_oIE/s320/IMG_3040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409203578039614514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFRvWeJlaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5WsqZalT0vo/s1600/IMG_2825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFRvWeJlaI/AAAAAAAAAHE/5WsqZalT0vo/s320/IMG_2825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409194501376415138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFNN8jPlRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LFDZa7aMmuw/s1600/IMG_2805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFNN8jPlRI/AAAAAAAAAG8/LFDZa7aMmuw/s320/IMG_2805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409189529436263698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFLPPZmVfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/49g1B4AHvl4/s1600/IMG_3122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFLPPZmVfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/49g1B4AHvl4/s320/IMG_3122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409187352652699122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFGAzG_gKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dYhXekTNSR4/s1600/IMG_2748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFGAzG_gKI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dYhXekTNSR4/s320/IMG_2748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409181606982156450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, there are so many Biblical events which took place near and around the Galilee, so I am afraid I will not be able to recount them all on my blog. I'm just going to attempt to share the most memorable ones. On our drive up to the Galilee, which is in the north eastern most part of Israel bordering Syria and Lebanon, we stopped by Caesarea on the coast. It is a very beautiful place. There are mostly Crusader ruins there, but we sat on the ruins from one of Herod's palaces and read about Peter and Paul and some of their ministry. Caesarea was a huge port in Christ's time which was built up by Herod for trade and also to win the affection of the Romans. I love the Mediterranean. I was sad to think that I would not see it again until I fly out from Tel Aviv on December 17th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also able to spend a brief hour or two in Nazareth. It is a decent sized little city. I wish we had been able to spend more time there to wander and explore. I went to several churches there; there are two churches which claim the Annunciation. One of the churches had artwort depicting Mary holding the Christ-child from countries all over the world. The architecture of the church was...unusual. It was basically all cement...and seemed very cold to me compared to so many of the gaudy over-ornamented churches and shrines made on Holy sites. I would have to look in my journal to remember what exactly this church was for, if it was the site of where Joseph lived, or where they believed the annunciation actually happened. I believe it is the latter. We also visited St. Gabriel's church which was the Greek Orthodox version of the Annunciation and had a spring/well within it, which was a main source of water in the 1st century for Nazareth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in the Ein Gev Kibbutz Holiday Resort for our entire trip. They did a fairly good job accomodating our large group, though I do not know if I would stay there again. Only 9 students in my class did not get a stomach sickness while we were there...which many believe was due to food poisoning or something related. But the change of food was refreshing from the Oasis at the center. I shared a bungalow on the beach with three other girls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of my favorite spots include Tel Dan, Banyas Waterfalls, Capernaum, Nain, and the boat ride on the Galilee. &lt;br /&gt;Tel Dan is possibly the most Northern you can get in Israel. While we were there we looked across the valley to a city in Syria. It is lush, green, and almost tropical there. Sometimes I felt like I was in Kauai again. There were streams, springs, and waterfalls everywhere. If I had a choice of which tribe to be in in ancient Israel, I would most definitely pick Dan, though they were always battling to keep their land. It is there that many of tributaries to the Jordan River begin. It was also incredible to see the ancient site where the temple area was in Dan, which is referenced in the Old Testament frequently. For example when Jereboam set up a golden calf there after Israel had split from Judah. When I think of Dan I think of the phrase "From Dan to BeerSheba" which is the expanse of the Kingdom of Isreal.  The Banyas Waterfalls were just a short way from Dan and was just a small little hike to some beautiful water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capernaum is on the northern edge of the Galilee. It is simply ruins now, which is not at all surprising because it was one of three cities that Christ cursed, though it was as his second home. Peter was also a resident there, and archaeological projects have uncovered one they think is Peter's home. There is a synagogue there (The picture is the back of our Bibles) where Christ most definitely would have visited. I watched one of the most beautiful sunsets of my life just down the road from Capernaum. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a boat ride from Ein Gev across to the Northern shore of Galilee. We were able to read the parts of the New Testament which took place on the Sea of Galilee. Like when the tempest was raging and Christ calmed the seas, showing his power over the elements. And also how Peter, Andrew, and John were fishing, and Christ came and asked them to be fishers of men. Or when Peter walked on water then sank, and Christ pulled him up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mt. Tabor and Mt. Carmel were in the area too. Mt. Tabor is where Peter, James, and John were transfigured and received the keys from Elijah and Noah. (i think that's right?) Mt. Carmel is the site where Elijah showed up the priests of Baal in 1 Kings 18. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday (yesterday) we met with Danny Seidemann, who was an amazing speaker and informant. He knows everything about Jerusalem. Politically, I suppose. We visited part of the separation barrier this morning. I feel like his two or so hours of lecturing and answering our questions was almost more informing than my two "modern near east" classes. The barrier serves as a beneficial tool according to Seidemann,though the Israelis find ways to abuse tools such as these. The news of Israel freezing settlements in the West Bank was good news he said, though I just read online they were building 20+ news schools there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures&lt;br /&gt;top to bottom: &lt;br /&gt;1.Me at part of the separation wall in East Jerusalem.&lt;br /&gt;2. Turkey with sparklers in it for our Israeli version of Thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;3.Fish head at the fish restaurant in Galilee. This was not my fish. It was my friends. I ordered pizza. Don't judge me.&lt;br /&gt;4. View from Mt. of Beatitudes where Jesus taught the 12 apostles and some of the 70.&lt;br /&gt;5. Me at Banyas waterfalls near Tel Dan&lt;br /&gt;6. My class picture at Tel Dan at the "Winnie the Pooh Tree". Really, that is what the park called it.&lt;br /&gt;7. Me on a boat out on the Sea of Galilee.&lt;br /&gt;8. Thailand depection of Mary and baby Jesus at the church in Nazareth. &lt;br /&gt;9. Inside the church in Nazareth, the supposed spot of the Annunciation.&lt;br /&gt;10. Entrance to Capernaum, Jesus 2nd home, home of Peter and location of the synagogue he taught at and the Centurion funded. &lt;br /&gt;11. View at Caesarea of the Mediterranean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-8995871303476705402?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/8995871303476705402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=8995871303476705402&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/8995871303476705402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/8995871303476705402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/11/galilee.html' title='Galilee'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SxFkzhzmdJI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Ixgug1AXarc/s72-c/IMG_3608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-5377553558679021073</id><published>2009-11-10T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:53:32.332-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sedar Dinner, Gethsemane and En Gedi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Svlur5YeGxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FlEDxeB76PU/s1600-h/IMG_2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Svlur5YeGxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FlEDxeB76PU/s200/IMG_2479.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402470928424508178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvlnqstUt8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/xYUF_7jfJdw/s1600-h/IMG_2296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvlnqstUt8I/AAAAAAAAAGc/xYUF_7jfJdw/s200/IMG_2296.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402463211261048770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvlivpRoQhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qFoN_SVQH6E/s1600-h/IMG_2401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvlivpRoQhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/qFoN_SVQH6E/s200/IMG_2401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402457798680789522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvldayEhjtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gq9AWcOT-k8/s1600-h/IMG_2476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvldayEhjtI/AAAAAAAAAGM/gq9AWcOT-k8/s200/IMG_2476.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402451942706351826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvlZwInxEoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/W7_fbsm-0fU/s1600-h/IMG_2269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvlZwInxEoI/AAAAAAAAAGE/W7_fbsm-0fU/s320/IMG_2269.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402447911490491010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvlYSQdGtzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fBpfcFbhdz8/s1600-h/IMG_2245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SvlYSQdGtzI/AAAAAAAAAF8/fBpfcFbhdz8/s200/IMG_2245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402446298685552434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the last week, I have been extremely busy. More so than usual. Is that possible? I'm not sure. I am almost finished with horrid finals. We take our Palestinian final in 30 minutes. And since I am updating my blog...I think it is indicative of what I think about this Palestinian class/test. So I'm taking the no-stress route. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited Gethsemane several days ago for the first time. Many students have already visited several times, but this seemed to be the perfect time to go. It is only a 5-10 minute walk from the center through the Kidron valley. Because Mormons frequent the Garden of Gethsemane so often, we were able to get access to a private part which is not accessible to the busloads of tourists in their yellow hats. This was wonderful, because I was able to sit under the trees and spread out my scriptures and hymn book and read. It was much more peaceful than the small plot of a garden which is kept up. I am grateful that the denomination over the garden did not build a church ontop of it. This is the case so often in Jerusalem. I think it takes so much away from the original place and event. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had a Sedar dinner within the last week. It was such a different experience. Very different from the Ramadan dinner we had. This was very organized and specific. We had to wash our hands over a basin. Then we read from the Hagganah. I was one of 10 narrators for the night, so I sat right by our professor, Ophir, in the middle of the head table. We ate matzah, bitter herbs = horseradish. The horseraddish was absolutely disgusting and I had to force my mouth to swallow. We also dipped celery leaves in salt water and ate those, which symbolize the tears of the children of Israel. By the time we go through the story of the Exodus and rabbinic commentary, we ate our dinner around 7:30. Our cooks served so many courses. Fish. Soup. Salad. Stuffed chicken with broccoli. Fruit bowls. Chocolate desserts. We didnt leave until after 9pm and it started at 5pm. The festivity and longevity could be compared to Thanksgiving dinner. Though I am glad that at Thanksgiving, we only eat delicious food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I took advantage of the opportunity of going to En Gedi instead of sitting in the center and stuyding hopelessly for this Palestinian test. En Gedi park and beach are right on the Dead Sea. Which is quite fragrant. In a distasteful way. There were 16 students that went and we all split up into smaller groups and hiked to waterfalls, springs, and pools located in different wadis all day. There were several hundred Jewish school girls clogging the pathways...and screaming and yelling while splashing in the waterfalls in their full uniforms of black skirts, stockings, closed-toe shoes and blouses. Because of this, I opted to hike to the very top of Wadi David, where it was more secluded. It was a very nice day. We left and walked down the highway to En Gedi Beach which is on the Dead Sea. There were a surprising amount of people there. And there isn't sand one can lay out on on the beach. Just rocks. The sensation was crazy. You couldnt stand up in the water. I was either on my back or stomach, floating. It looked like there was a layer of oil ontop of the water. It also burned. Like unquenchable fire. On cuts and other areas. There was a mudpit and we all covered our faces and bodies with it. Onced it dried we washed it off in the sea. It actually works. Our skin was very smooth afterwards. It was so odd. The rocks and fences along the beach were covered in layers and chunks of salt. Showering in regular water afterwards was glorious. Though we had to pay 2NIS to use the bathroom/showers. I will not miss that in the states. Paying for bathroom usage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-5377553558679021073?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/5377553558679021073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=5377553558679021073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5377553558679021073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5377553558679021073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/11/sedar-dinner-gethsemane-and-en-gedi.html' title='Sedar Dinner, Gethsemane and En Gedi'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Svlur5YeGxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/FlEDxeB76PU/s72-c/IMG_2479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6536649664741833967</id><published>2009-11-01T08:21:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T09:50:37.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kingdom of Jordan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2f8bCY3uI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vq0yUUyHisU/s1600-h/IMG_1960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2YQJvGjII/AAAAAAAAAFE/RWKnjfyxeD0/s320/IMG_1984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399138931545902210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2Vd6dsUcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YaNOEr8EJ-g/s1600-h/IMG_2170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2Vd6dsUcI/AAAAAAAAAE8/YaNOEr8EJ-g/s320/IMG_2170.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399135869429633474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2UhRCyvmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f2gmgaorb8U/s1600-h/IMG_2110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2UhRCyvmI/AAAAAAAAAE0/f2gmgaorb8U/s200/IMG_2110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399134827518803554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2PP13wfqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3GEX6J_FB8o/s1600-h/IMG_2095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2PP13wfqI/AAAAAAAAAEs/3GEX6J_FB8o/s200/IMG_2095.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399129030608846498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2MY_EGqrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FNhgI29q3rg/s1600-h/IMG_1879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2MY_EGqrI/AAAAAAAAAEk/FNhgI29q3rg/s200/IMG_1879.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399125889160489650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! It's been a while since I've posted. &lt;br /&gt;We arrived back from Jordan several days ago. I was able to spend nearly an entire day exploring Petra, which was stunning. Petra is about 4-5 hours away from Jerusalem, not counting the hours spent going through the border. We stopped in Madaba on the way to Petra. This city has the oldest map of Jerusalem in the form of a mosaic on the floor in a church there. It was pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Petra Palace Hotel we stayed at...was not a palace. And if you ever plan or dream about going to Petra...I would say go with the Marriott or Crown Plaza. It was the craziest place ever. To get to my room I had to take the lobby elevator to the third floor. Then I would walk through the third floor out to the pool/outside area and on the opposite side I would walk into another building and take an elevator..4x4 dimensions with only three sides (if it was even working) up another three floors. Where the hall proceeded to smell like a barn and our bathroom even worse. Thankfully we stayed only one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began early and arrived at the beginning of the walking path around 8:15am. You have to walk a little ways (maybe more than 1/4 mile) before actually seeing parts of Petra. They had a water system that ran from the entrance up to the Treasury. At one point our guide made us form five lines and look down at the ground and walk a little ways. When we looked up, the Treasury was infront of us. It was almost breathtaking, because I was not anticipating seeing it already. The ability of acient peoples to make such detailed and perfect monuments never ceases to amaze me. They made this tomb out of stone, with its perfect dimensions and smoothness. The Treasury, like many of the remains at Petra is first and foremost a tomb, but it was said that the King/Pharaoh kept his money in the urn on the second story. You can tell that it is the spot, from random holes in the rock resembling shots. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Treasury, we walked through more of the mountains until it opened up to hundreds of tombs. There was also a Roman/Nabateeaen Theater, which was not used for plays, but religious ceremonies. &lt;br /&gt;Bedouins are the natives of the area and some even live in the old tombs at Petra. They reinacted a Nabateeaen market and sell many of the touristy souvineers as you walk through Petra. (The typical stuff = jewelry, books, pictures, sodas, chips, and little carvings or statues.) Some very little children were selling rocks on the sides of the monuments. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hiked up the mountain to the Monastary, which was worth the wonderful view of the country. (It was around 800+ medieval-like steps to the top...and also dodging donkeys coming up and down so they dont run you off the path) It was hazy that day, but supposedly on a clear day you can see into Israel. Petra is in Southern Jordan and is near the border which we visited when we stayed at that Kibbutz Yatvata on the way to Egypt. Sometimes Israelis would sneak into Jordan in that area to get a quick peak at the ruins in Petra. After lunch at the "Basin" restaurant in Petra I wandered around with my friend Kellie, who also goes to Provo and is from Oregon. We bought some earrings and a nice cold drink while exploring more tombs on our own, mainly the Tomb of the Kings, Urn? (i cannot remember the name). &lt;br /&gt;There was this book that I wanted so badly, but it was so pricey at Petra. It is called "Married to a Boudin" and was written by a woman who married a Bedouin man and they lived in a cave near Petra I believe. She was not Bedouin, T think she was from New Zealand. Anyways, she sells copies at Petra. But this book is famous in the area. Maybe I will purchase it later online. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting Petra, we drove to Amman, the capital of the Hashemite Kingdom of Jordan. Amman is a beautiful, relatively clean city compared to Egypt, or even Jerusalem. Jordan was overall cleaner, which was very nice. &lt;br /&gt;Down the road from our hotel in Amman, The Ambassador Hotel, was a little mall with a actual grocery store. Many of the students and faculty visited a movie store that sold pirated movies for 1 Jordanian Dinar. ($1.50) I may have bought a couple.&lt;br /&gt;We ate dinner there one night at "Texas Chicken" but really the logo and everything was the same as Church's Chicken. I couldnt bring myself to eat at McDonalds, even here. From Amman we drove to Jerash which has very well preserved Roman ruins, nearly an entire city, which was the ancient city of Jerash. At the South Auditorium there, we had some girls sing opera and hymns. It had wonderful acoustics. There as a reinactment which we had to pay $10 to see, but it was hilarious. There were "Roman" soliders dressed in supposedly authenic garb as well as gladiators and chariot races. Pretty cheesey, but hilarious and fun to see. I think Chad would have loved it. There were little French kids who were yelling at the gladiators the whole time and giggling like mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Amman we also visited their second largest mosque, King Abdullah mosque. It was there that us women had to put on a black robe with a hood and wear a scarf around our face so we did not show any of our body while in the mosque. It was so strange to see, because the boys were in their blue jeans, t-shirts and ball caps. &lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the ruins in downtown Amman, where the ancient Roman city of Philadelphia was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were also able to visit the Church's "Educational Center" aka the branch meeting house for members in Amman. It was so neat to actually see the church in the Middle East and its leaders. The Branch President in Amman was Pres. Hoffmire, from Norman, OK. He works for the government. I think there are service couples in every Middle Eastern country. One of the service couples that came to district conference in Jeruslame this weekend was serving in Afghanistan, but his wife was not allowed to go there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was pretty much our trip to Jordan. It was very short. We only stayed a total of three nights. On our way back to the Israel border, we stopped at Bethany and I stepped in the Jordan River in the area where Jesus and John the Baptist were baptized. The state of the river is so sad. I wish that we had more time to spend there but I do not think we were at the actual site for more than 30 or so minutes. I did happen to save some of the purified water from the Jordan River in an old water bottle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we arrived to the border crossing near Jericho, we were detained for two hours, because the officers...police...Israeli soldiers..whatever you want to call them didn't understand that we had tourist visas and not student visas. Anyways, they refused to let us through, and wouldn't call our main director in Israel. So our teachers called our director of the Jerusalem Center, Mr. Hiyat, who called Israel's Minster of Internal Affairs..or something like that...who then had to call the border to let us back in. It was crazy. They are so protective...and I personally think many of the soldiers/workers in the borders are just on power trips. Looking back, I realize I shouldn't have been as frustrated as I was, but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The center celebrated Halloween a day early, since Saturday is our Sabbath. We had the most awesome Hallowen party and dance. I've never seen people be so creative with their costumes. With such limited resources, I think it was pretty fantastic. The little kids of our professor went around trick-or-treating at our student apartments. They're 11, 9, and 4 years old. I dressed up with my friend Lauren as ninjas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;District conference this weekend was amazing. We had several area general authorities speak and the distict presidency, which happens to consist of some of our teachers and the "Dr" in the center. We had the most amazing impromptu fireside last night, that was spontaneously organized by some of the students. It was a random program of piano pieces and singing solos, along with testimonies in between. The spirit was so strong, I do not know if I have felt it stronger in my life. I hope I never forget that night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6536649664741833967?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6536649664741833967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6536649664741833967&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6536649664741833967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6536649664741833967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/11/kingdom-of-jordan.html' title='Kingdom of Jordan!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Su2f8bCY3uI/AAAAAAAAAF0/vq0yUUyHisU/s72-c/IMG_1960.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6873148980390093072</id><published>2009-10-17T13:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T13:53:31.322-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Talk in the Jerusalem Branch</title><content type='html'>So I thought I'd just post my talk that I had to give in our branch last week. We watched the rest of conference after church today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spreading the Gospel through Good Works and Actions&lt;br /&gt;What have you done for someone this morning? Perhaps you haven’t found an opportunity within the last 2 or 3 hours? Maybe you performed some act of kindness yesterday? Or earlier in the week? Are we making a conscience effort to serve others around us daily, and not just when the weekly humanitarian activity rolls around or scheduled church callings? &lt;br /&gt;This is so important, because in a place where we are not able to share the gospel with our words, we must depend upon our actions. That is what will bring people to Christ. This requires us to first make ourselves worthy, second follow the commandments, and lastly express love through charity or good works. &lt;br /&gt;President Monson said in his talk which we will be listening to this afternoon “How many times has your heart been touched as you have witnessed the need of another? How often have you intended to be the one to help? And yet how often has day-to-day living interfered and you’ve left it for others to help, feeling that “oh, surely someone will take care of that need.”&lt;br /&gt;It is imperative that we realize the importance of our actions, and how those actions affect those around us, especially non-members. In Jerusalem this is particularly crucial, since we cannot proselytize. When you walk around the Holy Land, your work, school, a grocery store are the people able to notice something different or special about you? Do you reflect the light of Christ? &lt;br /&gt;This topic is personal to me. My patriarchal blessing tells me to “Recognize the importance of your behavior and conduct. You are an example. I remind you to be humble but I also remind you to stand tall…and represent those things you know to be true. Truth is eternal” “and you will learn and share through your behavior the understanding that you have [of the scriptures] and you will be a light to those with whom you associate and work”&lt;br /&gt;While this is specifically a way for me, it can apply to many others. All members must recognize the importance of our behavior. We are examples. Always. There is never a time when we do not represent the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. We are representatives in every country, every home, in the day and night. In the presence of members or non-members. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps you have once thought in your life, that “I can do whatever I want. I am my own person. This decision or that decision will only affect me. The places I go to, the people I associate with do not affect any others.” This kind of thinking is false. And I know that it is the adversary trying to draw that light of Christ away from us, and away from those that would be impressed or influenced by our example. &lt;br /&gt;In order to be most effective in our service, we need to put our own lives in order. Then, as we live the gospel, our lives will reflect the righteousness and virtue, and we will be a powerful influence for good in the lives of others. This is why it is not enough to be righteous for the sake of our own salvation. We must let our goodness radiate to others, that through our example and reputation they will lift their lives and have the desire to follow the Savior’s pattern of living.&lt;br /&gt;Elder O. Leslie Stone said ,“We should do all we can to establish for ourselves a worthy reputation, for such is of priceless worth. It is often the key to influencing others for good, and can be the means of bringing the gospel into their lives. it’s not only what we are that’s important: what others think of us is also important. In order to be truly effective as missionaries, we need to be known for our good qualities, to have an unspotted reputation in all things. We have the privilege to represent him to others, to bear his message to his children throughout the world, to be missionaries. We have the responsibility to be worthy of his name, to represent him well in every way, to every person we meet—to so live that our lives are Christian sermons in operation.”&lt;br /&gt;Be worthy at all times to represent Christ and His name. When we follow all of the commandments and direction of our prophet we will be worthy representatives and examples. &lt;br /&gt;D&amp;C 90:24&lt;br /&gt;When we are searching the scriptures diligently, praying to our Lord and Savior, we will always be able to remember the covenants we have made with the Lord and with others, and we will not stray when the adversary tries to mislead us. When we keep the commandments, the Lord will bless us and our efforts. As revealed in another scripture.&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;C 35:24&lt;br /&gt;The greatest way to expose people, especially in countries such as Israel, to the gospel of Christ is through good works or service. In section 18 of the D&amp;C the Lord revealed how the newly established church was to search out and find the new twelve apostles.&lt;br /&gt;D&amp;C 18:38&lt;br /&gt;As disciples, can others search for us by our desires and works? We all have been taught, some since primary age, and others later that Christ’s life on earth revolved around serving the people here and by his works, showing people to the gospel.&lt;br /&gt;I love this statement President Monson made in his talk this conference, “I believe the Savior is telling us that unless we lose ourselves in service to others, there is little purpose to our own lives. Those who live only for themselves eventually shrivel up and figuratively lose their lives, while those who lose themselves in service to others grow and flourish—and in effect save their lives.”&lt;br /&gt;Are we whittling away our time on things in our life that do not matter in the overall plan? It is easy to become caught up in storm which is the busyness of our day to day lives and forget. I do it all the time. I sometimes do not establish service and good works as the real priority it is. Too often in the past and presently have I put my school work, jobs, personal problems or wants before this. &lt;br /&gt;Just this week I did. I found myself trying to justify my desire in wanting to leave early from our humanitarian kit project in order to get to the beach an hour earlier. But that one extra hour doesn’t matter. What does matter is that one hour which will provide the simple supplies of toothpaste, towels, combs, and soap to poor families with children all over Israel. &lt;br /&gt;D&amp;C 12:7-8 &lt;br /&gt;And no one can assist in this work except he shall be ahumble and full of blove, having faith, hope, and charity, being temperate in all things, whatsoever shall be centrusted to his care.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot assist in the work of spreading the gospel if we do not humble ourselves and make good works and charity a priority. How can we serve the Savior or others if we do not set aside time to do so? &lt;br /&gt;I am so thankful I have parents who realize the importance of good works. So much can be benefitted from service. It seems since I was in primary, my father has always served in different capacities within young men’s and also Boy Scouts. Being the only girl in my family, I always seemed to find myself tagging along with my dad at the many service projects the boys were involved in and Eagle Scout projects as well. I remember picking up trash on the side of streets adopted by our ward alongside my family and seeing whose bag was the fullest. The winner got a slurpee. Or waking up early on Saturday mornings bundled up in our thickest jackets to help the scouts scrub graffiti of monuments and signs or plant flowers at the parks I played at, or restore run-down cemeteries and prisons in our area. These are some of my most favorite memories as a kid. &lt;br /&gt;You cannot underestimate the power of service. Children, adults, members and non-members notice. The influence of our actions might not be revealed to us, but it is there. When we do this, we embody the light of Christ. The Light of Christ is the divine energy, power, or influence that proceeds from God through Christ and gives life and light to all things. It can influence people for good and even prepare them to receive the Holy Ghost. Through good works, all members, primary age and adults can expose the light of Christ to family, friends, or strangers. &lt;br /&gt;D&amp;C 115:5&lt;br /&gt;There are so many wonderful and talented people in our branch. We all have a purpose here in Israel. I know each individual can be a light to this country. In Elder Brent Nielson’s talk “A Call to the Rising Generation” He talks of the answered prayers to open borders made by past saints in countries that are now able to receive the gospel, such as parts of Russia where his son is serving. &lt;br /&gt;He states, “You of the rising generation are the fulfillment of prophesy that in our day ‘the truth of God will go forth boldly, nobly, and independent, till it has penetrated dry continent, visited every clime, swept every country. Sounded in every ear, till the purposes of God shall be accomplished, and the Great Jehovah shall say the work is done.”&lt;br /&gt;The Church Newsroom website reports The Church and BYU have established rapport with many in the Chinese academic and policy-making communities through educational exchanges, the entertainment of the Young Ambassadors and BYU’s ballroom and folk dance troupes, as well as BYU’s earned reputation for its sophisticated language training programs. &lt;br /&gt; The LDS Church has also published a translation of the Book of Mormon and other publications in Simplified Chinese, the script used in Mainland China.  Chinese officials attend the annual International Law and Religion Symposium in Utah each year, planting a seed for the Chinese government to understand the importance of liberalizing its religious laws to allow proselytizing missionaries.&lt;br /&gt;Positive relations such as these between the church and countries currently closed to the sharing of the gospel benefit greatly from good impressions and charity. &lt;br /&gt;The church has donated $900 million to humanitarian aid and materials all over the world. Welfare Services is the essence of the gospel in action. It is a blessing for the church to be able to help those in need. Are you aware of the humanitarian aid provided by the church at present? &lt;br /&gt;Currently, the church is extending humanitarian help to the Islands of Samoa and Tonga, who were the victims of a tsunami last week. The church’s newsroom reported that a cargo plane was flying to the Pacific Islands on Tuesday containing 60 tons of food, kits, and clothing and is being helped by the Islamic Relief Worldwide to distribute the supplies. &lt;br /&gt;Floods devastated the Philippines two weeks ago, resulting in many deaths and the fatality of nearly 30 members. There the church has sent food, water, hygiene items, and clothing as well. Missionaries and members there have helped to the best of their ability. &lt;br /&gt;We can be a part of this. As members of the church we can contribute our time, materials, or donations which will benefit the children of God everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;-We can do the kits, help and beautify the local hospitals, donate clothing to the poor, among many more things. &lt;br /&gt;-Opportunity I have had to help with the humanitarian kits sent to Bedouins in Bethany, etc. and also hygiene kits in Utah. &lt;br /&gt;“Who Have I helped today?” I challenge each of you, to be able to answer that question daily, and I know that if you will, the spirit will bless many in the process. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope yall have a wonderful Sabbath!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6873148980390093072?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6873148980390093072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6873148980390093072&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6873148980390093072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6873148980390093072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-talk-in-jerusalem-branch.html' title='My Talk in the Jerusalem Branch'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-7478267900355617498</id><published>2009-10-13T07:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T07:19:56.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheep and Pitas</title><content type='html'>Well we are officially allowed to go into the Old City again now that the holidays are over. Yay! It's been...maybe since before Egypt that I was in the Old City, so you can imagine the feelings of joy from the rest of the students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I went to Tel Aviv, probably for the last time on the trip. It was the last week the beaches were open. Unfortunately the waves were non-existant which was disappointing, but it still managed to be a very fun day. I didn't go shopping like last time. I just stayed on the beach till sunset. A large group of us swam out to some rocks and looked around there. Then we attempted to play a game of red rover in the ocean...which doesn't work. It was very funny to try though. There was also a mud-fight and I am still trying  to scrub the sand out of my hair. That night, we found a pizza eatery for dinner and I bought a giant slice for 12 shekels. Those of us who ate pizza were pretty satsified that we didnt end up spending 30 shekels for our dinner. (Thats around $10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was field trip day. We visited a Bible Landscape Preserve, Neot...something or another. I have the name on my calendar...but it's downstairs. It was probably one of our top five field trips. I got to herd sheep!!! And goats. I found the trick was to just simply run alongside them so they run as well! My stick was pretty useless. It took nearly 20 of us students to round up 10 or so sheep and goats. :)&lt;br /&gt;We also made our own zaatar, which is hyssop in Hebrew. Hyssop is mentioned several times in teh Bible, in Psalms I believe, and also it was the plant used to wipe blood above the doors of the children of Israel during the Passover. It's a very tasty plant. Many people here put it on bread or pitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made our own pitas and fried wheat(?). This was awesome! Some of our group went and gathered firewood, built a fire, then some of us made the dough (flour, salt, water, and olive oil) then flattened a little ball as much as possible and stuck in on the fire for 20 or so seconds onto a giant concave-like cast iron bowl. It was very delicious. We dipped our homemade pitas in an olive oil mixture with zaatar. Our park guide also made us fried wheat. He poured it into a skillet over the fire and added some oil and a couple spices. It was like eating the kernals from popcorn. But tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also met a Torah Scribe that worked at the preserve. Torah scribes must be kosher in all things.  They write holy texts by hand, made with kosher ink and parchment. There at the preserve they have a Torah scroll that is nearly 200 years old that was saved from an Ashkenazi synagogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is enjoying the cool weather in the states! It's still pretty toasty here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-7478267900355617498?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/7478267900355617498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=7478267900355617498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7478267900355617498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7478267900355617498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/10/sheep-and-pitas.html' title='Sheep and Pitas'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-8772949812958177671</id><published>2009-10-08T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:13:41.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hezikiah's Tunnel</title><content type='html'>This week has gone by rather fast...except we have not done much. Because it is the Jewish holiday of Sukkat here, the city has been off-limits and many of our classes are not taught. We have only had Old Testament classes a couple hours each day and one language class. Sukkat or Tabernacles is the holiday that celebrates the children of  Israel's journey out of Egypt through the wilderness. It is fun to see all the little "tabernacles" built outside homes and restaurants for the Jews to eat in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our field trip this week was to Hezikiah's Tunnel which is located in the City of David, or South of the Temple Mount. This was amazing. This tunnel was built by King Hezikiah to direct water from the spring and bring it within reach when perhaps the city was under siege. The tunnel is fairly long...I think we walked through it for 20 or so mintues with water above our ankles and at some points reaching my mid-thigh! (although I am short...so that isn't too deep). This tunnel was dug by people thousands of years ago and it was so neat! Many of us students want to return when water levels have risen so the tunnel will be deeper. Outside of the tunnel is the Pool of Shiloh, I believe. (Or maybe not...i should have written this on Monday when I remembered the names of everything...but..I didnt)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I visited the Israel Museum yesterday. It was a very good learning experience. The museum houses some of the Dead Sea Scrolls under this strange white-looking fountain. There is also a huge replica of Jerusalem during  the 2nd temple time period. It was wonderful to see what the temple mount might have looked like and the way things were situated then, because it is so hard to imagine now when other things have been built up on these places. The museum also had the oldest mask in the world (all of the students were sarcastically making a big deal about this) but it is actually 9,000 years old. Pretty neat. So now I've seen the oldest building in the world and the oldest mask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students put on a formal talent show last night. I was blown away by the talent we have here. All of the other students are of such a high caliber. There were piano performances and duets. Singing solos, songs written by the students and performed. After events like this, I always walk away wishing I had some sort of musical talent...and then I remember that it's probably better I didnt. The problem with liking to write is that it is not performable (a word?) and anyone can write. And I don't really write poetry..or short stories, etc. I can barely keep up this blog (though I am proud I have managed to write in it almost every week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow morning I am waking up at 5:30am (10:30pm central time) to walk to the Western Wall and watch the Jews beat their willows against the ground. It is a part of the Sukkat tradition. I hope to get some awesome pictures. This is the only time we have been allowed into the city in the past 2 weeks...and we have to be back before 8am and people start moving about to their work and schools. I cannot wait until this holiday is over so that perhaps there can be more peace or serenity in the city. Being restricted to the Jerusalem Center is becoming unnerving..and there is only so much to do in West Jerusalem. I hate taxis. I think I've spent too much money this week just taking taxis everywhere. (because we are not allowed to walk anywhere right now.) This adds up quick. I'll write again shortly. We get to herd sheep on Monday! We also get to see the rest of conference this Saturday during church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-8772949812958177671?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/8772949812958177671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=8772949812958177671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/8772949812958177671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/8772949812958177671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/10/hezikiahs-tunnel.html' title='Hezikiah&apos;s Tunnel'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-3222506302832639196</id><published>2009-10-01T09:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T04:07:22.549-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jericho..the oldest building in the world. Monestaries. Palaces.</title><content type='html'>This week has been...claustrophobic?&lt;br /&gt;We've been back from Egypt for nearly one week, and so the insanity has ensued. Really. In my classes, there are 2 midterms this week and a 7 pg paper I just finished on U.N. agreements made regarding the Middle East since the 1920s. Kill me? The free time we had this week was restricted to the center, because of increased violence in the Old City and on the Temple Mt. I could hear the tension from my room as sirens echoed through the city and helicopters constantly flew above. There hasn’t been much commotion though in the past day or so. I took my Jew midterm earlier today and proceeded to barely pass it, much to my dismay. This class is very confusing to me sometimes. The Jewish culture is so completely complex and complicated. Not to mention I have a hard time finding interest in rabbinic writing, literature, etc from the 2nd to 6th centuries. Note to everyone...the Torah is not the law. (Even though our teacher has said that very sentence) The Torah is teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Old Testament midterm is tomorrow, and I hope that I do significantly better on this test. I love my Old Testament class with Bro. Emmett. We just finished reading Deuteronomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to Jericho and visited the tell there, which would have been the Old Testament city of Jericho, where they marched around seven times and the wall fell? It was much smaller than I anticipated. We walked the length of it in just a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;The oldest building/structure in the world is there at the tell in Jericho. It is a tower…though it is probably 10-15 feet below the ground we stood on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jericho is unique, one because it is perhaps the oldest city in the world. There is a spring there, Elijah’s Spring, out of which flows thousands of gallons of water per minute ( I think. Or maybe hour). Because Jericho is an oasis, the agriculture there flourishes. I bought some delicious oranges (which have green peel here in Israel) a mango, and some plums. Along with sycamore nuts which are very tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little store next door to the fruit stand with typical souvenir things from Israel and while some students and I were in there when a younger man came up to us. (Note…this is not an infrequent occurrence. Shopkeepers usually follow us students around while we are looking...which can be nerve wracking…but one gets used to it)&lt;br /&gt;Usually the men approach the blonde girls in our group…or any blondes because the women here have darker hair, so I was surprised when he singled me out and started asking where I was from. I told him America, and he asked if I was Arab. I told him no. And he asked me again if I did not speak Arabic. I told him very little. He was very surprised I suppose, because I truly think he thought I was native. I loved this of course. I love somewhat blending in here. The blonde girls always get hassled more and picked out among the crowd. Maybe by the time I leave, I will be tan enough to come close to look Arab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group also visited a monastery in Jericho which was in the side of a desert cliff, called Mount of Temptations Monastery. (or Ksdjfljskdf…a word I cannot pronounce/remember in another language) We hiked up to it and us girls covered our hair for modesty. It used to be that women were not even allowed in the monastery. It was small and simple, but very interesting. They converted caves into living spaces, rooms, and even the chapel. This was supposedly the place where Christ came for 40 days, fasting and communing with God. It was “here” that Satan tempted Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Herod’s Winter Palace was also in Jericho. Even though only bricks remain, it is easy to imagine how large and lavish his “pleasure palace” was. He even had 2 pools and a spa room! Really! The sites I am able to see and the knowledge I keep accumulating makes the scriptures and history so much more meaningful and personal. It’s wonderful to read the Old Testament when it references Jericho and know what it looks like…and the direction you travel from Jerusalem to get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-3222506302832639196?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/3222506302832639196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=3222506302832639196&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/3222506302832639196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/3222506302832639196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/10/jerichothe-oldest-building-in-world.html' title='Jericho..the oldest building in the world. Monestaries. Palaces.'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-5604358424005192585</id><published>2009-09-25T13:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:43:22.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Exodus</title><content type='html'>I am finally back at the JC and home it seems like. Our 8 days in Egypt seemed like much longer. We were able to see so much. I suppose I can summarize each day, or at least try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive there on our bus was very long and slightly boring. We stopped at several places on the way out of Israel. Beer'sheva. Advat. (the desert..or valley of Sin?) Ben Gurion memorial/school. and a kibutz Yatvata, which is famous for their chocolate milk. We stayed our first night at a kibutz about 45 min away from the Israel/Egypt border. The concept of a kibutz is very interesting. It is a small community which..is more or less socialist?  Everyone has a job within the fenced/walled community...and they all get the same salary to support their families. They grow many things there and the ones we visited also had dairies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left early (thursday/friday morning...dont remember which) for the border at Eliat...which  took about 2 or so hours to walk through...with our backpacks and "carry-ons". The drive through the Sinai desert is barren and hot. There is nothing...except the Suez Canal, which we saw with several oil tankers going through. Cairo is unbelievable. crowded. huge. underdeveloped. It is almost like a city that was only built half-way. Nearly every apartment building/tower is unfinished with rebar jutting from the top. Clothes are hung off the balconies to dry. We stayed at the Oasis..which wasn't too far from the Pyramids in Giza. That first night we arrived later and hurried to the Pyramid Sound and Light show. It was a very neat experience to witness such a magnificent creation by mankind. It was difficult to stay awake towards the end of the show, because I was so exhausted from the ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning we rushed to the pyramids to get tickets to get into the tomb...or inside chamber of the largest pyramid. They only sell 200 tickets per day, beginning at 8am. So we arrived before 8am in hopes of getting enough tickets for our group of 90ish. Unfortunately 5 or so students were not able to get tickets, which was very upsetting. The climb into the pyramid and to the chamber where the pharaoh's tomb was located was much better than the crawl space at Micah's Caves.  The actual chamber was not very large, though it probably fit...40 or so people. It was very hot because there was no outside air. The outside tomb was in there (emptied of the sarcophagus, etc). Many of us students crawled inside it and laid down pretending to be mummys.  We also were able to see the Sphinx. The craftmanship and massiveness of these works does not disappoint in real life. I found it hard to imagine the sheer numbers of Egyptian workers "aka slaves" it took to build these massive structures of solid stone.  The same day was also visited Memphis, once a capital during the early dynasties of Egypt, and later a military outpost for many pharaohs such as Ramses II. We saw many other things that day, but I really do not have time to describe them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this first day in Cairo we took a flight to Luxor which is in Upper Egpyt (or Southern Egpyt). Luxor is very different from Cairo. The population is around 200,000 I believe...regardless it's not 18 million like Cairo. The majority of people there work as farmers, or in the tourism business. It is beautiful there. The drastic difference between the green farmland near the Nile and the desert of the Valley of the Kings (which are not far apart at all) is mindblowing. The Nile River really equates to life in Egpyt. With just a little water, trees and shrubs sprout out of the desert and become an oasis. We stayed at the Sheraton in Luxor...right on the Nile River. In the mornings at Luxor I got ready for the day out on our balcony overlooking the Nile and the beautiful trees surrounding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in Luxor I saw the Valley of the Kings, including King Tut's tomb and mummy! The mummy was kind of gross...he seemed like a very small man. I do not think his mummy was any larger than me. The tombs at the Valley of the Kings were so intricate and detailed. I was amazed at the preservation of the frescos within the tombs, which occurred so easily because of the sand, sealing of the tombs, etc. I also saw the Mortuary temple of Hatshepsut. This was my most favorite structure/site. It is so beautifully situated in the red cliffs there in the desert. It is grand, and yet simple. She was the only woman to be a pharaoh, as she took the place of her son who was too young. She even displayed herself as a man in sculptures and frescos describing her and her actions as pharaoh.&lt;br /&gt;Each night in Luxor, we went out as groups to explore the city. The carriage rides were very fun, and also interesting. We quickly learned how the system worked there with people. I got some descent souvineers.&lt;br /&gt;In Luxor we also visited the Karnak  Temple and Luxor Temple, built by several pharaohs. I wish I could put pictures up of these wonderful structures, but I have yet to find the time to visit the Hebrew University next door to the JC, who has much better internet quality/speed.&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlights of the Luxor trip was our camel trip! We took a faluca across the Nile, and afterwards rode camels for an hour through neighborhoods and the farmland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took an overnight  train back to Cairo, instead of flying. I was anticipating this very much, since I have never ridden on a real train before. I am not sure this was the...best experience for my first train ride ever. Even though we were in "first class", it was a very primative train (which is a nice way of describing how much it lacked...in comfort..or cleanliness haha). I spent much of the night talking with other girls from my group. There are so many different kinds of students here and I am so glad we can learn from each other. Anyways, we stayed up half the night on the train talking about auras and oils. I do not think I really slept that night, which showed the following morning when we got off the train in Cairo around 5:30am. This day was very hard for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited some older Coptic churches, as well as a synagogue. Then we went to the Egyptian Museum which holds so many famous ancient Egyptian sculpture and artifacts. Unfortunately while we were there I got really sick. I had to sit down for a while, before I could walk again. Luckily we have several nursing students with us here. I think it was probably a combo of the Egyptian curse/dehyrdation/exhaustion. One of my professors stayed with me while the rest of the group toured the museum. I did mange to see the Mummy Room and the artifacts of King Tut's tomb. The mummys were very interesting. They were preserved so well! King Ramses II even had lots of blonde hair on his skull (blonde from the mummification process. it was gray) I also so the mummy of Hatshepsut, Amonetep (or something like that). After the Egyptian Museum they took us to eat at the Hard Rock Cafe, which I had never eaten at before. Eating a burger and fries after so long, was nice, except we weren't allowed to eat fruits/vegetables in Egypt because it was contaminated by the water, etc. So we ate...dry burgers. I felt guilty listening to the YMCA...and eating hamburgers while on this trip...because we're really supposed to be immersing ourself in the culture...and we were cheating the system or something. My friends just thought i was silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our final day in Egypt we visited several Mosques...the Muhammad Ali mosque which was  unique and beautiful in a way very different from the other sites. After that we drove through the Sinai to stay at Morgenland near Mt. Sinai. This was probably the worst place we stayed at on the trip. My roommate Alex smashed a cochroach on our bedside table. We woke up around 2am to get to the base of the mountain to hike. It took about 2 hours to hike up the mountain and make it in time for the sunrise. This was most definitely the hardest hike I have ever done in my life. (it might have been made more difficult by the fact that i was still feeling sick). Near the top of the mountain, there were 700ish uneven stone steps to climb to the very top. At this point, I thought I might heave over and die, or roll off the moutain from exhaustion. The only thing keeping me from quitting was the fact the sun was rising fast and I was not about to miss it after putting forth so much physical effort. It was priceless. One of the most beautiful sites I have seen in my life thus far. And also very cold. We walked back down the 700 stairs and had a testimony meeting. It was probably the best testimony meeting I have been in. The spirit could be felt so strongly there, which is sensible since Mt. Sinai is a holy place, and can even be considered a temple. I am so glad I had the opportunity to hike and afterwards bear my testimony there. An unforgetable experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more that I saw and experienced...but I just cannot recount all that happened. I am glad I was able to visit Egypt and interact with the people there. I am also glad that we are living in Israel, and not in Egypt...because I would have had to buy several hundred bottles of sanitizer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope yall are doing well! Now I'm off to get some sleep...and study for my classes this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-5604358424005192585?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/5604358424005192585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=5604358424005192585&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5604358424005192585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5604358424005192585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-exodus.html' title='My Exodus'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-2132001618010631333</id><published>2009-09-14T11:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:58:02.492-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelunking, Tells, and Underground Dove Coops</title><content type='html'>Today was field trip day. They always seem to pack so much into 10 hours. We visited 6 or 7 places today. 1st was Beth Shemash...which means house of the sun...or something like that...It's right by a valley...whose name I do not remember without my field trip manual. Anyways...after that we headed over to Elah Valley which is where David fought Goliath. We went to the "brook" and picked out stones and threw them into a farmer's field with relatively similar slingshots. I was horrible. I got my stones to go...no more than 5 or 6 feet. Supposedly in David's time one could throw a rock 100 yards with a slingshot. It was pretty neat...but also pretty dangerous since 40 or so of us were attempting to "sling" our rocks. Some when forward. Most backwards or sideways and actually hit a couple of people. I was very excited to finally realize what I should bring home as a present for one of my brothers. It's completely perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to another tell...I think the largest...(tells are basically ancient cities built ontop of the rubble of the previous city. It eventually gets built up enough that it resembles a mountain or large hill with a flat top...and lots of rocks sticking out) Anyways...we went to Lachish. It mentions this city several times in the Bible I believe. You can see Hebron, and Palastinian cities in the West Bank. I believe they said that was the closest we would get to these cities that are "off limits"...they were about 25 miles away. There was a small ancient Israelite temple there which allowed us to see the layout...with an open courtyard..then a small room before entering the smallest room, the holy of holies. Lachish was captured several times over the centuries, by the Israelites, Assyrians, and Babylonians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went into a national park...called Marisa I believe. It was believed that Herod the Great was from there...when his family was forced to convert to Judaism. There are series of underground buildings and cisterns and houses there. They would cut blocks of chalk out and use the underground rooms for things such as bird coops...where they would be in little notches...and use the fertilizer and birds for sacrifice. There were also olive presses and houses underground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of our exhausting day was the spelunking in Micah's Caves. It was the coolest experience ever. I had my little flashlight in my mouth half of the time...crawling on all fours..or on my stomach through littles holes underground..and through passage ways. I crawled through the tiny tunnels for 45 minutes until our teachers said we had to go. (tiny meaning it was the width of my shoulders and usually not higher than 2 or tops 3 feet) Everyone was completely filthy when we crawled out. Dust and chalk covered our faces, arms, backs, and obviously pants. Several people are thinking of taking taxis back on a free day to do some more exploring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-2132001618010631333?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/2132001618010631333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=2132001618010631333&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2132001618010631333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2132001618010631333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/09/sp.html' title='Spelunking, Tells, and Underground Dove Coops'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-2381359964880921452</id><published>2009-09-12T12:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:16:01.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jerusalem Branch Relief Society Newsletter 9/12/09</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;(I was called to serve in the Jerusalem Branch to create the Relief Society Newsletter each Sunday summarizing our meetings for the sisters who cannot attend church,  because of sickness, or they are not permitted to enter Jerusalem by the government to come to church.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Jerusalem Branch Relief Society Newsletter&lt;br /&gt;September 12, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Announcements&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Branch Family Home Evening at 7pm in the Oasis&lt;br /&gt;Forum at 7:30pm Tuesday, Sept. 15th featuring 3 graduates of BYU&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Sept. 19th Linger-longer after Church meetings. Food assignments will be emailed.&lt;br /&gt;Sis. Rebekah Jensen is the new Visiting Teacher Coordinator. Report visiting teaching or assignments to her.&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays: Rebecca Peterson (Sept. 13) Guada Soriano (Sept. 15)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Opening Song: "Love at Home"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lesson: "How Glorious Are Faithful, Just and True Friends"&lt;/strong&gt; by Brooke Stoneman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Story by teacher: She met a woman while at a dinner who said she was "really into friendship". Usually we do not think of friendship as being a hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Smith had several people with whom he had a deep love and close relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Journal entries from the manual were read describing Joseph's friendship with many different people.&lt;br /&gt;The first journal entry described Emma, his wife. Characteristics he used to describe Emma were undaunted, firm and unchangeable. She gave him unspeakable delight. A comment was made that "every woman craves [the ability to give their spouse such happiness]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next journal entry read was about Hyrum Smith, and expresses Joseph's appreciation for his faithful brother.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, may the Eternal Jehovah crown eternal blessings upon your head, as a reward for the care you have had for my soul!" This was expressed as a model of friendship to seek after. Several comments were made regarding asking blessings upon ones friends. "We should ask 'What can I pray for you this week?'" We have great power as friends to call down blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph Smith also spoke of Newel K. Whitney in a journal entry saying, "Thou art a faithful friend in whom the afflicted sons of men can confide..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question "Why is their friendship so meaningful to Joseph" was posed.&lt;br /&gt;Answers included: Joseph's friends let him know he was not alone, and that they were with him. A link was also made between Joseph and Jesus Christ. When Christ was teaching people and it became hard, they walked away. He asked his disciples if they would also leave, to which they replied they would have no where to go.&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is commitment, including friendshiping someone when it is not easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are there ways you have been buoyed up by friends during diversity?&lt;br /&gt;(Personal stories responded to this question.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea of fellowship and friendshiping is true doctrine. If you cannot think of those people in your life, you can be one of those people. We need friends in joy, not just in sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote by Benjamin F. Johnson, personal secretary of Joseph Smith "Joseph the Prophet’—as a friend he was faithful, long-suffering, noble and true. … As a companion, socially, he was highly endowed—was kind, generous, mirth loving. … For amusement he would sometimes wrestle with a friend, or oftener would test strength with others by sitting upon the floor with feet together and stick grasped between them. But he never found his match. Jokes, rebuses...matching couplets in rhymes, etc., were not uncommon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What helps you understand the prophet Joseph in this quote?&lt;br /&gt;2. How can mirth loving help our family/friends?&lt;br /&gt;It is good to have all kinds of friends, serious and silly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Friendship is one of the grand fundamental principles of ‘Mormonism’; [it is designed] to revolutionize and civilize the world, and cause wars and contentions to cease and men to become friends and brothers." p. 463&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question was asked: How have presidents of the church been examples of friendships with all people?&lt;br /&gt;Many comments were made about President Hinckley and his sense of humor. A story was told about President Hinckley when he was at Hill Cumorah and wanted to climb it. He had the help of 2 other men, each one latched at his side to help. While climbing he was to have said "You know I can make it up to the top of the hill okay, but it's hard when I have to drag you two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote from Joseph Smith after receiving a letter while being imprisoned at Liberty jail.&lt;br /&gt;"...but those who have not been enclosed in the walls of prison without cause or provocation, can have but little idea how sweet the voice of a friend is; one token of friendship from any source whatever awakens and calls into action every sympathetic feeling; it brings up in an instant everything that is past; it seizes the present with the avidity [eagerness] of lightning; it grasps after the future with the fierceness of a tiger; it moves the mind backward and forward, from one thing to another, until finally all enmity, malice and hatred, and past differences, misunderstandings and mismanagements are slain victorious at the feet of hope.”&lt;br /&gt;Think of the power that the gesture of friendship can have! It can rid another of vices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister Stoneman read the 1st, 2nd and 5th verses of the hymn "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief".&lt;br /&gt;As we give to others and serve, our own wounds will be healed.&lt;br /&gt;May it be said that any sister we come in contact with will not be in want of a friend while we live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing hymn: "Nearer My God to Thee"&lt;br /&gt;Have a splendid week sisters! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-2381359964880921452?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/2381359964880921452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=2381359964880921452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2381359964880921452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2381359964880921452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/09/jerusalem-branch-relief-society.html' title='Jerusalem Branch Relief Society Newsletter 9/12/09'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-7330873818809639382</id><published>2009-09-10T11:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T12:26:45.113-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Marhaba Dome of the Rock</title><content type='html'>This week has been slightly painful. Mostly, because all of us (the students) have been nearly restricted to our rooms from such large homework loads. We've all come to agreement that 2 credit hour classes should not be permitted to assign 100 pages of history reading each night. At some point, most of us just break and run into the city to escape the drudgery that is our Ancient Near East history class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my classes, just not the reading. It is fascinating to learn about the Jewish culture (not religion...because as many of us are learning...Judaism is more of a way of life than a religious denomination) from its beginnings along with Isalm. Arabic is fun. Our first class was mainly introductory, and our teacher is outrageous. I think I will like it, if I can remember the words that we learn. We might even get Arabic names. There is a place in the old city that can translate your name to Arabic or Hebrew and make it into a necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Old Testament class with Brother Emmett (which is probably my most favorite class right now. Which has surprised me. I have never really studied the Old Testament, but I suppose it takes on a different meaning when one is living where the events and stories have taken place.) we went to the Old City again and finally were able to get onto the Temple Mount!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of us have tried several other times unsuccessfully to see the Dome of the Rock and the Temple Mount, but because it is Ramadan the hours are more restricted. Police guard every entrance to the mount, but tourists and such are allowed before 11ish a.m. during the day. We spent quite a while just walking around it. The Al Aqsa mosque next to the Dome of the Rock on the Temple Mount and is one of the most holy sites in Isalm. It was nearly imaginable for me to think I was standing (not on the same stones or level) where the temple used to be. Where Abraham went to sacrifice Isaac. The holiest place in Judaism. Where Christ would have taught the people of Jerusalem. Unfortunately, it is not allowed to bring religious books or music, etc through security onto the Temple Mount. I think it would have been an even more profound experience if one could actually read the Bible there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is amusing to see the other tourists around the city. Usually the are in huge groups wearing matching red hats, neon colored shirts, or yellow scarves. They are impossible to maneuver around. Us students are always trying to squeeze past them while they leisurely clog the small alleys in the Old City. I am confident that we will feel more like residents here by the time next month is over, rather than tourists. Already it has been 1 1/2 weeks and I have a fairly good grasp of the Old City at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food at the JC is becoming less appealing by the day. I have tried almost everything, some of which has made me feel I would instantly regurgitate my food. I don't like meat so much anymore. Pita is the best thing since the invention of a paved road. I eat it when I can't stomach the other food...with nutella it's delicious. And you can even make pb&amp;amp;j with it. It's a nice backup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm off to watch at movie on Egypt since we are leaving in one week! Amazing? Yes. (Although many of us are preparing by buying quantities of packaged food so we do not end up sick.) If anyone has any purchase requests for while I'm there...just let me know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-7330873818809639382?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/7330873818809639382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=7330873818809639382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7330873818809639382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7330873818809639382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/09/marhaba-dome-of-rock.html' title='Marhaba Dome of the Rock'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-7789319855141274581</id><published>2009-09-06T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T11:11:55.727-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Day in the City</title><content type='html'>Holy Cow. What a busy 24 hrs I may say. First may I congratulate BYU on actually beating OU Saturday evening (morning here). About 10 of us here at the JC watched the game...which happened to start at 2am here because of time difference. It was pretty crazy! (embarrassing for the big 12...but I was pretty impressed with BYU) By the time that the game finished it was around 5:30am here...and breakfast started in 1 1/2 hrs...so i took a 1 hr nap and got up for breakfast. Sundays here are our free days because we have the sabbath on Saturdays, like the Jewish and Muslim people here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast I left with a good sized group to explore more of the old city. I was really questioning how much I would be able to survive today living on 1 hr of sleep...but I just returned at 5:30pm! And I am very exhausted and looking forward to going to bed very early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We began with the Rampart Walk at Jaffa gate in West Jerusalem. Basically it is a path that walks along the walls that surround the Old City. There were so many beautiful outlooks from being so high up! That only took about an hr or so. The steps were pretty steep at times and narrow, which was a little scary. It is so nice to see Jerusalem in a different perspective, instead of one of many in a jumbled crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished the Rampart Walk, we made our way to a restaurant in the Muslim quarter off the road that enters Damascus Gate. It was a little hole-in-the-wall place, but delicious. Ashkabars..or something like that. It was a difficult name. The 8 of us shared 2 chips (french fry baskets) 3 different kinds of humis with pita bread, folofal balls and coke in an arabic can. Yum Yum Yum. I was completely full afterwards. And it only cost us like...17 shekels apiece. ( so like...$4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several of us have been dying to visit the Temple Mount and Dome of the Rock, but have never been able to thus far. The visiting times are all scrambled because they are celebrating Ramadan. I was able to hang out in the Jewish quarter, which is very clean and nice, but also more expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a shopkeeper in off Chrisitian Quarter that has a special relationship with BYU or "Mormon University" students. Shaban at Ali Baba gives us good deals...and doesn't rip off the students like many vendors will do...so we finally found his shop today and I bought some Jesus sandals! A pretty dress and a sling over purse to haul all my touristy things I take while on our field trips. All of this cost me 95 shekels..or like $25. It's great not being ripped off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally after the shopping I went over to the Tower of David Museum in west Jerusalem by Jaffa gate. We are required to go there for one of our classes, so that's one assignment partially out of the way. It was basically a citadel...that was built by the many people that invaded, conquered and ruled Jerusalem over the past several thousand or so years. The history gets so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am officially give out after a fairly insane day. Hope everyone is enjoying the Labor Day Weekend. (which is obviously not celebrated in the Holy Land)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-7789319855141274581?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/7789319855141274581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=7789319855141274581&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7789319855141274581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/7789319855141274581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/09/free-day-in-city.html' title='Free Day in the City'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-5498736382788919916</id><published>2009-09-03T11:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T12:20:21.025-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Shalom Jerusalem</title><content type='html'>I am officially a pilgrim. After a horrid long flight, I am finally in the Holy Land! It is so incredible to be here. We arrived Wednesday night at sundown, with sounds of the city filling our ears (mostly in celebration of Ramadan) Christmas lights were strung from buildings, twinkling everywhere. The city is much more modern than I expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jerusalem Center is beautiful. We are so lucky to actually be living here! It is like a temple. I awoke this morning to the blaring of the Call to Prayer aroud 4a.m. Since we live in East Jerusalem it consists of Palestinians, Muslims, &amp;amp; Arabs. The speakers sit right across from the center, so it sounds as if it is someone outisde on our balconies. (Needless to say...my first night in the Holy Land was a restless one.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to leave after spending only today here, it would have been worth it. What an experience. After an early breakfast &amp;amp; more orientation we walked through many parts of Jerusalem &amp;amp; the Old City. From the Jerusalem Center we walked all the way to the Old City and entered through Domascus Gate. The vendors crowded nearly every space. The smell of foreign spices filled the air to the point my nose burned with its scent. Trash, spoiled fruit, and cardboard boxes littered the alleyways and streets...adding to the ocassional smell of urine. (understandable though, I suppose since buildings are just stacked upon each other in so close quarters)&lt;br /&gt;We were able to stop at an Austrian hospice and use their decent bathrooms. It was tucked away on a corner almost, with a fairly small door which we buzzed and it was opened...which led to another gate inside (almost like "The Sound of Music" when the children visit Maria" It was strange how such a nice little place surrounded by flowers and plants on the inside was amongst the clutter and bustle in the muslim quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed the Via Delarosa to the Church of the Holy Seplechure (or the Church of the Reedemer). There were only a couple other large tourist groups there. While many believe this to be the place were Christ was crucified and burried, there is also the Garden Tomb which is thought to be the place as well. The controversy that has risen out of the Church of the Holy Seplechure is extensive and (in my opinion...the opposite of being Christlike) It is amazing how different churches will fight...even literally for a larger piece of the church. I have quickly discovered that many of the disagreements, fighting, and violence in Jerusalem can be linked to desire for political power. West Jerusalem is so different from East Jerusalem. It is so modern and developed compared to the small buildings and shacks in the East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much more I could say about my first day exploring Israel, but just as I will never be able to see everything here, I think it would be impossible for me to also write everything I am feeling and have experienced in just one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-5498736382788919916?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/5498736382788919916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=5498736382788919916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5498736382788919916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5498736382788919916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/09/shalom-jerusalem.html' title='Shalom Jerusalem'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6985086213857801108</id><published>2009-08-27T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T10:28:43.769-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas...Israel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaX1zZO8YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vTxwAahmgEA/s1600-h/IMG_0515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374650155898171778" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaX1zZO8YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vTxwAahmgEA/s320/IMG_0515.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaJWoyzznI/AAAAAAAAAEE/q7ojparDHVY/s1600-h/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374634227313921650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaJWoyzznI/AAAAAAAAAEE/q7ojparDHVY/s320/IMG_0448.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaIIR7HDVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9VHX7IzQMQg/s1600-h/IMG_0126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374632881144925522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaIIR7HDVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/9VHX7IzQMQg/s320/IMG_0126.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaHkAz_SxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/owmWnmkYOxg/s1600-h/IMG_0317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374632258076363538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaHkAz_SxI/AAAAAAAAAD0/owmWnmkYOxg/s320/IMG_0317.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I've just got back from my 3 week stint in Texas. It flew by very quick. And I left wishing I still had weeks left to spend there. I came down on Aug. 6th for Kara's wedding. She was so beautiful. I had very little sleep, but it was all very worth it. We ran around fixing things for the reception and finding ties. I am so happy for her and Tommy. It was nice to be able to see old faces, and hang out with Jenna &amp;amp; Maria. love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent the rest of my time in East Texas...at my grandparents. Their farm is completely relaxing. I spent my time with Bryce, Maggie, Ryles sitting out by the pool and going on nightly walks. We went camping at Tyler State Park for several days, surviving the heat thanks to the RV with air conditioning. It was also there where Holly discovered Skinny Cows at the little store. So began our family's obsession (or maybe just mine) with them. (Skinny Cows are ice cream treats...that happen to be ridiculously healthy for you! hallelujah. thank you to whoever invented them, I can now eat ice cream guiltlessly.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also shopped a lot in Tyler. I finally found some decent skirts for Israel that met the qualifications. (And now that I'm getting ready to pack...it seems I have less clothes to take than I imagined...problem? I'm not sure.) I got to hang out with Lori, Paul &amp;amp; Bryce in Longview. He got his braces on while I was there. Poor kid. So glad those years are over. (5 to be precise). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We saw Time Traveler's Wife, which ended up being very sad I thought, but good. Nothing like GI Joe, we saw the week before, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now that im back in good 'ole Nebraska (cough) im frantically trying to pack everything I need, do all the last minute stuff I procrastinated on, and squeeze in some time with the family. I leave on Monday for SLC, then Tuesday on Delta Flight 1672.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to really try to be vigilant about writing in this blog while I'm gone, since I will not have a cell phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6985086213857801108?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6985086213857801108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6985086213857801108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6985086213857801108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6985086213857801108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/08/texasisrael.html' title='Texas...Israel'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SpaX1zZO8YI/AAAAAAAAAEM/vTxwAahmgEA/s72-c/IMG_0515.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-2543800153948801766</id><published>2009-06-16T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:31:38.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kauai...and other such</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SjfIwdni95I/AAAAAAAAADs/YjmWwNwr9LA/s1600-h/kauai+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SjfIwdni95I/AAAAAAAAADs/YjmWwNwr9LA/s320/kauai+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347963817435527058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SjfIh4xufcI/AAAAAAAAADk/8cE5sHEWjrA/s1600-h/DSC01398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SjfIh4xufcI/AAAAAAAAADk/8cE5sHEWjrA/s320/DSC01398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347963567027944898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SjfH93TezVI/AAAAAAAAADc/I_K_QNAP7E4/s1600-h/DSC01268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SjfH93TezVI/AAAAAAAAADc/I_K_QNAP7E4/s320/DSC01268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347962948157361490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we got back from Kauai last Friday night after traveling for 24 hours straight! It was absolutely beautiful there. A perfect description of paradise. We saw over 5 waterfalls...hiked 16 miles of trails...and went to so many beaches...many which were secluded. I don't think we've ever snorkeled as much in our lives either. Any chance we got, I made them stop for shave ice, which I decided is my most favorite thing in the world. Seriously. It beats out cotton candy. One shave ice can make me pour over with joy for the rest of the day. We also went to a pretty cool luau. The food was new &amp;amp; a little different, but delicious none the less. The dancers amaze me. I just wish I could move my body like that. Really. I might even try. It was so nice to have Meme &amp;amp; Holly come with us. Our condo was perfect &amp;amp; had every luxury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I am back in Omaha, I will start my nanny job next week. I am looking forward to having something to do everyday. My parents are still demanding I get a second job, waitressing or something. I went to my first CWS (College World Series)  game yesterday with Candace. It was lots of fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-2543800153948801766?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/2543800153948801766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=2543800153948801766&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2543800153948801766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/2543800153948801766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/06/kauaiand-other-such.html' title='Kauai...and other such'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SjfIwdni95I/AAAAAAAAADs/YjmWwNwr9LA/s72-c/kauai+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-580943832934023228</id><published>2009-05-31T20:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T20:25:42.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New News</title><content type='html'>I have decided to become more diligent in my blogging, especially now that I have been accepted to study in Israel, Jordan, &amp;amp; Egypt this fall! I had my final acceptance interview this past week, so it is official. I be living &amp;amp; studying there from Sept. 1st to Dec. 17th. I feel so blessed to receive this opportunity to see the world and study other cultures. While it leaves a hefty fee on my student financial account, I know it will be a worthwhile experience. I will not have my cell phone with me to text or communicate with friends &amp;amp; family while I between those dates unfortunately, which is why I believe I will use this to let family, etc know of my happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The winter semester ended fine. I got through finals, still recovering from being sick. I did not do as well as I would have liked, but it was a difficult semester overall, so to come out surviving was sufficient. My RA duties are officially over for life. It was a good job &amp;amp; I am so glad to have met and talked with all of the girls in Fox Hall. They were so wonderful. I really lucked out in having the best building ever to look after. I miss all my friends &amp;amp; the girls in our hall so much! It is so much quieter &amp;amp; empty at my family's home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are leaving for Hawaii (Kauai actually) soon. I am excited, though I haven't even packed yet. Probably because I feel like somebody is going to walk up to me in the next 24 hours and tell me it was all a joke or something went wrong. Meme (grandmother) &amp;amp; Aunt Holly are coming with us too! I love them so much, so it will be amazing to share this with them! I miss them even though I just saw them in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been torturing me that I have not been able to visit Texas this summer....at least until the beginning of August. There are just so many people I would love to visit...old friends...newer friends...family. It is funny how things work out....I move away and still all the new friends I make are from Tx too. And I am still not there. I guess i just need to keep reminding myself, like the past 4 years, that there is a reason why Heavenly Father has put me here...even if I cannot see why. At least I am guaranteed to go because my bff Kara is getting married in August...which still seems so surreal to me. He is so lucky to have her; I have been so lucky to have her as a best friend these past...15 years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much is changing it's hard to keep up sometimes, especially when my life seems so unorderly right now &amp;amp; my future undefinite. Needless to say I am not close to "settling down" anytime soon. Though I am happy for many of my friends that have already. Who knows what I'll be doing a year from now...studying...working...preparing for a mission...I have no idea. And I am okay with that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-580943832934023228?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/580943832934023228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=580943832934023228&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/580943832934023228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/580943832934023228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-news.html' title='New News'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-5459226969420803658</id><published>2009-03-27T16:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T16:07:06.411-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Friend</title><content type='html'>I am so looking forward to this weekend. It is so busy I feel like I will not have time to actually relax. Yesterday I spent most of the day with Tyler. We went to my BOM class with Brother Merrill, whom we both had our freshman year. He took me out to lunch at Cafe Rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hung out at his sister's apartment, Ashley and Tara and we watched Grey's. It was just like last year. So much fun. I forget how much fun I have when I get outside the dorms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been slow. I got lots of sleep, which is a first for this week. I went to my one class and ate some leftovers. Now I'm just basically waiting until we go to SLC tonight. It should be really fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still procrastinating my essays. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-5459226969420803658?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/5459226969420803658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=5459226969420803658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5459226969420803658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5459226969420803658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-friend.html' title='Old Friend'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-617146327516151370</id><published>2009-03-26T10:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T10:52:25.757-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So it is snowing...again. I'm a little tired of the cold...though I don't mind wearing my rain boots. I just splash through all the puddles on campus. At least it's not sticking so I don't have to shovel our building's sidewalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked last night...so it was another late night...with less sleep. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our apartment's shower has been fixed...courtesy of me. My roommates don't call maintenance. Supposedly it flooded our bathroom yesterday morning when one of them was showering. They thought it was because of the caulking...but really it was because it was sooo clogged...courtesy of one of my roommates who has the ability to clog a bathtub in like...2 days? I'm excited to go home when I"ll  be the only one clogging our shower...haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote yesterday...which was refreshing. Not like for my journal or anything. It was for a class, but we had creative free reign. I just sat and mulled over 2 pages for an hour or so. I wish I had time to do that more often. I can't wait for my journalism classes to start then I'll be doing it all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun fact of the week: The grocery store forgot to put some of my stuff in my bag this week when I checked out...so i've basically been living off a package of hot dogs. It's disgusting I know.  I'm such a college student.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-617146327516151370?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/617146327516151370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=617146327516151370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/617146327516151370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/617146327516151370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-it-is-snowing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-262196629388623413</id><published>2009-03-25T14:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:37:31.790-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ng &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Scp5s5PZC0I/AAAAAAAAADU/zSfsI6hVcl0/s1600-h/DSC01157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Scp5s5PZC0I/AAAAAAAAADU/zSfsI6hVcl0/s320/DSC01157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317196122250873666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am finally updating. I know. It's a miracle. Things are so crazy busy here. Let me try to sum up the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANUARY&lt;br /&gt;Came back for winter semester at BYU. I'm taking a bunch of GE's, and hating almost all of them. I cannot wait to take classes for my major. (Which I am officially accepted into now as of February. I am so happy to be a print major!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...my classes: LDS History with Susan Easton Black who is such a wonderful and brilliant professor. Humanities 201 wouldn't be so bad if my professor wasn't so incompetent half the time. The medieval times do not interest me that much. I took a snowboarding class for half of the semester (it is currently over). I went up at least once a week and snowboarded at Sundance  Resort. It's only 20 minutes away from my apartment. Then there is my Archaeology class of North America. I originally thought it would be more interesting.....&lt;br /&gt;I love my art history 202 class. It's a very intense class with a lot of work, but it is my favorite. I seem to be doing pretty well on the written exams, which is always good. I've learned that I like art quite a bit, I just can't actually create it.&lt;br /&gt;My Book of Mormon class is going alright. It is an honors class, which I will never do again. The freshmen in there are ridiculously loud and have the "know it all" attitude which I detest. It's very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;I'm volunteering once a week at the elementary school down the road again. I have really grown to love my 3rd grade class. It's nice when they're always excited to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;br /&gt;I got a gym membership at 24 hour fitness to work off the freshman 15 I gained last year. It's going pretty well, though half way through the month I stopped going because I got a really bad case of a sinus infection.&lt;br /&gt;I went to Texas over Valentines weekend to visit my family! It was such a wonderful birthday present. I miss them so much and wish I could go all the time. It was also a much needed break from the dorms and stresses at work.&lt;br /&gt;My 20th birthday was fabulous. I love not being a teenager anymore, and I feel like I have learned a lot since I have been on my own in college, especially this year managing my own finances, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCH&lt;br /&gt;hmm...let's see. What has happened this month? I went to the temple for the first time in forever! It was wonderful, and the Provo temple is always packed. My stake also went to the Draper Temple Open House which was beautiful. I wanted to stay all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently applying to study in Israel for the fall!!!! I am mailing my application this Saturday with high hopes of being accepted. I can't imagine what it would be like to live in a foreign country for 4 months! New culture, food, languages...I am excited/anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been really busy as of late. I am trying to just complete my school work. I often feel like doing nothing, but that is not reality. I have organized and will be putting on an Etiquette dinner for 90 people on Saturday! I do not think I have planned an event this large before. I am just crossing my fingers that all will work out okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to the David Archuletta concert in Salt Lake on Friday with Courtney, Sara, Steph and Hilary. They are such a fun group and it should be awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyler V. is visiting this week too!! I am sooo hoping we will get to spend a little time together before he leaves on his mission next month to Romania! We practically lived together last year. He was my sanity and is one of my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...i'll try to update a little more often...get in the use of this just incase I do get accepted to Israel...because this will probably be my only way of communicating to the masses! (I have no idea if i'll have a cell phone,  and supposedly the internet is direly slow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The pic is of Haylee, my roommate, me and my friend Rel, that lives in our building and is from Mckinney. We went to a neon dance this past weekend as a late celebration of haylee's b-day)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-262196629388623413?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/262196629388623413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=262196629388623413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/262196629388623413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/262196629388623413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2009/03/ng-i-am-finally-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/Scp5s5PZC0I/AAAAAAAAADU/zSfsI6hVcl0/s72-c/DSC01157.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6694400949418040435</id><published>2008-11-03T19:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T19:37:58.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween and a typical monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SQ-Yc9fe0jI/AAAAAAAAACE/Hk0C8kRwkbw/s1600-h/n1539030081_30033144_5637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SQ-Yc9fe0jI/AAAAAAAAACE/Hk0C8kRwkbw/s320/n1539030081_30033144_5637.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264594112729764402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey yall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween was awesome. I went to a couple dances with my roommates and IHOP in the early morning. I ended up dressing as a rockstar. and my neck killed me saturday to prove it. Saturday I just chilled after waking up around noon. Went on a date sat. night and worked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was just my typical classes. I made an appointment to figure out loans, etc for winter semester. There's a lot of hype on campus for the election tomorrow. I suspect I'll be watching cable news all night. It's exciting now that it is finally here. I sent in my absentee ballot last week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of campaigning going on at BYU to vote yes for Proposition 8 in California, having to do with marriage. (I believe). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's officially November now. I'll be home for Christmas in just 1 1/2 months! I cannot believe it. I am in the process of planning Brett's birthday/christmas present..which i hope works out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Picture: Erin Platt (From Prosper,tx) as a raver..me...and Shae..a suicidal emo?) This is the only picture I have from Halloween. Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6694400949418040435?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6694400949418040435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6694400949418040435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6694400949418040435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6694400949418040435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2008/11/halloween-and-typical-monday.html' title='Halloween and a typical monday'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SQ-Yc9fe0jI/AAAAAAAAACE/Hk0C8kRwkbw/s72-c/n1539030081_30033144_5637.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-110278648495293005</id><published>2008-10-22T17:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T00:24:25.044-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fall Time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SP-eF3XQkwI/AAAAAAAAABk/u2IHVdJFJ5s/s1600-h/SANY0831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SP-eF3XQkwI/AAAAAAAAABk/u2IHVdJFJ5s/s320/SANY0831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260096713390068482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SP-eGwOU9TI/AAAAAAAAABs/zPojTHjq4-U/s1600-h/SANY0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SP-eGwOU9TI/AAAAAAAAABs/zPojTHjq4-U/s320/SANY0861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260096728653428018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SP-eHk7LePI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BLQtXjefs0Y/s1600-h/rappin+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SP-eHk7LePI/AAAAAAAAAB0/BLQtXjefs0Y/s320/rappin+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260096742800193778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Y'all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I haven't updated in while. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures: (top to bottom) 1. Jillian and me at the gardens. 2. Utah in the Fall with Wasatch Mountains. View from the gardens. 3. The girls I roomed with at RAppin (r.a. conference in Colorado.) Amanda L., Ashley M, and me in our room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend I spent in Colorado for my job turned out to be very fun. It was nice to get away from school. I definitely appreciate BYU more and the many issues we do not have to deal with. I made some awesome friends with other r.a.'s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This past weekend was very busy. Jillian came to visit me from byu-i. We went to the gardens at Thanksgiving Point. I drove a golf cart. And I must say that it is my new favorite hobby. It is absolutely gorgeous in Utah during the fall. I love the leaves and the mountains. Not so much the cold. (Though I did get a new american eagle blue puffy-ish coat from Downeast Basics this week for $30. yay for steals)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I went on a date and had a wonderful time. Afterwards I went with Jillian to Eagle Mountain and we played games...with energy drinks. I learned my lesson, and will no longer be consuming large amounts of energy drinks in one night or at all. I was sick 'til Sunday night. I love it when she comes to visit. She makes my life more lively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I went shopping with my roommate for that coat on Monday, we stopped at Sally's. I bleached a strip of my hair and then dyed it pink (technically candy apple red). My roommate did too. We've pretty much started a new fad. I've never done anything to my hair before, so it was quite thrilling. I learned my hair goes red with bleach instead of blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week will be pretty hectic. I've got a couple papers and several tests coming up. Time to buckle down. If that is possible. Everyone is getting excited for Halloween. I've got a carnival going on in my building the night before. I am just thankful I do not have to work Halloween night, because I am sure it will be a nightmare. Literally. I haven't decided what I'm going to be. Possibly a cowgirl. Although I think it would bomb if I was Pocohantas too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November is creeping up. It's unbelievable that I have already been back at school for 2 months. I feel like I am doing so much better this school year. I love my roommates. My job is awesome and provides me so many opportunities. I love writing in my journalism classes.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...that's it for the week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-110278648495293005?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/110278648495293005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=110278648495293005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/110278648495293005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/110278648495293005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2008/10/fall-time.html' title='Fall Time!'/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SP-eF3XQkwI/AAAAAAAAABk/u2IHVdJFJ5s/s72-c/SANY0831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-6639942144584790156</id><published>2008-10-08T21:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:51:00.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>General Conference this past weekend was great. I felt spiritually uplifted and loved the underlying tone of hope in all the talks. (Especially during this time as the economy struggles and the presidential election looms closer.) I enjoyed Elder Worthlin's talk about "come what may and love it". Elder Hollands was unique. It is not often that we discuss angels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hanging out with my roommates a lot. They are a treat. and a tad boy crazy. hehe. Everyone is getting excited for this weekend, since it is Homecoming. 3 of my roommates have dates to the dance. Luckily, I'll be in Colorado and don't have to worry about that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my journalism classes are going well. My T.A. told me last week that I was a very good writer, which made my week. It was a nice boost to my self confidence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I am going to Grand Junction, Colorado for a Resident Assistant conference. I am part of a group that will be presenting on the subject of identity and helping college freshmen find their identities. I'll try to update on how that goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-6639942144584790156?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/6639942144584790156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=6639942144584790156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6639942144584790156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/6639942144584790156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2008/10/general-conference-this-past-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-5814505933485192898</id><published>2008-09-29T14:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:46:41.895-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this past weekend was pretty fun. Friday night I worked til 2am. I had the opportunity to deal with a broken window. A freshman boy stuck his butt through a dorm window and it shattered everywhere. That was fun to follow up on. Not really. Saturday morning we had several guys (Brady, David, Shaylor, Daniel) come over to our apt and my roommates cooked pancakes.&lt;br /&gt; The Relief Society Broadcast was good. I particularly liked Pres. Uchtdorf's talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I ran over to Brady and David's afterwards to watch Nebraska lose to Virginia Tech and the Georgia-'Bama game. I didn't rub in the Husker's loss...which I thought was pretty nice of me. haha. Texas creamed Arkansas! I love that the Big 12 comprises 3 of the top 5 ranked teams. We had an Office marathon afterwards. Everyone is in love with The Office. It's pretty hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday church went well. I cooked dinner for Tyler and Ricci (the other r.a.'s in my tri-hall.) We're practically a family. Our fhe group was in charge of Ward prayer. Haylee, Sheridan, and I crashed Roger's 48's game of Indiana Jones monopoly and then played cards = ''can you take the pain?" I liked spending time with my roomies this weekend. We all generally get along very well. We each have strong/big personalities...but it is nice because we're not afraid to be our  true selves. We wondered what would have happened if we had had a shy roommate. She'd probably go crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week I've got a couple mid-terms. Biology. Mission Prep. Maybe I'll muster up the motivation to go to aerobics tonight? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-5814505933485192898?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/5814505933485192898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=5814505933485192898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5814505933485192898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/5814505933485192898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-so-this-past-weekend-was-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-8423223475929407416</id><published>2008-09-23T01:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:43:39.454-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past weekend was hectic. surprised? I was looking forward to a dance...which just ended up being lame. Saturday consisted of the byu football game vs. Wyoming. We crushed them. Just like ucla. I had to work Saturday night. And I'll work this Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we had a good fireside for the byu 4th stake. Brad Wilcox is in the presidency and is a good speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a pretty much typical monday. Up at 6:30am for my 8am class. After 6 hours of  mostly boring classes I came home. Dad was waiting. He came to SLC for business. We went to Tucanos. It is kind of our place, I guess. It's Brazilian. And has amazing limeade.  Dad took me grocery shopping too. Which was nice. It was just a quick visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really had time to be homesick yet since I've been at school. School, work, and friends pack every minute of my day. So, tonight it finally kicked in. I'm hoping I'll wake up and tomorrow will be a better day. I am really thankful though for the friends and ''family'' I have here. Their hugs mean the world. After taking care of so many people and listening to their issues...it is kind of nice to be on the other end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-8423223475929407416?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/8423223475929407416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=8423223475929407416&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/8423223475929407416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/8423223475929407416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2008/09/this-past-weekend-was-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7112141928455944947.post-4063786393433378612</id><published>2008-09-19T02:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T03:47:16.034-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Since I've pretty occupied with school and my job I've decided it will be much easier to just keep a personal blog for y'all to read. I also have another blog (jordan-carroll.blogspot.com) for journalistic purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not as bad as it could have been. I woke up earlier to read several hours of New Testament. I had an assignment to read Acts-Revelations by 11:55pm Thursday night.&lt;br /&gt;My aerobic dance class was good, other than the fact I rolled my ankle (the same one i sprung this summer) for the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; time in 2 weeks. It's a little painful right now. I'm thinking about buying an ankle brace or something of that nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to write my first "news story" in my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;news writing&lt;/span&gt; lab today. They had already formulated quotes and information. I just had to put it together in AP format. I kind of felt like I was back in yearbook again. Only with additional pressure to do well. It was actually humorous. It was about a boy that was attacked by his pet python.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my roommate, Ashley's, birthday today. We ordered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little stressed with work. I have to come up with a program (more like a very detailed lesson) to present at a conference I am going to in October in Grand Junction, Colorado for Resident Assistants in the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Inter-mountain&lt;/span&gt; colleges. I don't know where to even begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness tomorrow is Friday. And that there is Fall Fest. And dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7112141928455944947-4063786393433378612?l=jordansdesk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/feeds/4063786393433378612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7112141928455944947&amp;postID=4063786393433378612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/4063786393433378612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7112141928455944947/posts/default/4063786393433378612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jordansdesk.blogspot.com/2008/09/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jordan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07655793958033156953</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rfvAxXJ3S-I/SLjy1PJKWKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/sFp0lxCaDuw/S220/P1000203.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
